How My Privileged Family Turned Against Me And Now Wants My Property

Skimming over careers

To take my mind off the housing problems, I asked, "So, how's work going?" Jack quickly waved it off, "Oh, you know, the usual." He didn't go into details, but simply brushed the subject aside. Instead, he immediately steered the conversation back to the comforts of home and the perks of the neighborhood. Although I kept asking about his job, it quickly became clear that he didn't want to leave the subject of "my home".

Putting it together

As we talked, I felt a puzzle gradually falling into place - my instincts told me that Jack's visit was part of Mom's bigger plan. She always had a way of pulling strings in the background, and his unannounced appearance seemed anything but random. Even though Jack acted friendly, there was an air of staging, as if we were following a script in which my apartment played a central role. I knew I had to be careful.