?Chapter 102:
Marissa suggested, “It would be far too harsh to expel Uncle Rex from the Nash family or have him kneel in the ancestral hall for more than twenty years. Instead, I propose he kneels for just two hours each day. He’ll still be free the rest of the time and receive his monthly allowance.” Rex was overwhelmed with gratitude at her words, his eyes brimming with tears, and he opened his mouth to express his thanks. But Marissa quickly continued, “However, Uncle Rex hasmitted many serious errors in the past. Merely kneeling for two hours a day is quite lenient. He should kneel on dog poop.”
Everyone stared at her in disbelief. Rex looked at Marissa,pletely bewildered and unable to react for a long while. Balthasar cautiously asked, “Tiffany, what do you mean by kneeling on dog poop?”
“I mean exactly that,” Marissa replied. “Have a servant collect fresh dog poop daily. It must still be warm. Before it cools, Uncle Rex should kneel on it for precisely two hours each day.”
The suggestion shocked everyone present. Rex, once the patriarch, might not have contributed much in his role, but he deserved respect in retirement. The idea of kneeling on dog poop daily was seen as excessively degrading, a punishment only the cruelest would consider. “Eww!” Rex vomited immediately after hearing the proposal
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“Hahaha…” Landen couldn’t contain hisughter. “Uncle Rex, you’re reacting too soon. You haven’t even started yet.”
Sergio and Hannah nced at each other, feeling somewhat ufortable. Nheless, given Tiffany’s past suffering within the family, they understood her need for some form of reparation and found it hard to fault her. Balthasar felt ufortable, as if sitting on pins and needles, trying to reason with Marissa. “Tiffany, isn’t this approach a bit too harsh?”
“Is it?” Marissa paused to think. “Fine, change the dog poop to iron nails. Make sure the tips are sharp. When he kneels on them, his knees will bleed, and he’ll experience severe pain.”
Everyone was speechless. Rex, having stopped vomiting, imagined kneeling on sharp nails and shuddered. Balthasar adjusted his crutch, seeming about to speak but then hesitating, clearly torn. Landen pressed his hand against his forehead, struggling to suppress hisughter
The others showed various reactions, creating an awkward atmosphere. With a slight smile, Marissa gazed at Rex and added, “Uncle Rex, it’s your choice: disgust or pain. Remember, it’s a punishment. It’s not meant to befortable. I doubt you’re so shameless, right?”
“Haha,” Landen couldn’t keep hisughter in any longer. Chuckling, he advised, “Uncle Rex, you might want to go with the dog poop. It’s gross, but it won’t kill you. If you choose the nails, I doubt you’ll make it to Christmas.”
Once deemed the most worthless by the whole family, Tiffany and Landen now had risen to the top, demonstrating their wicked and childish sides. Every word they uttered tested everyone’s patience, yet no one dared challenge them. Even Balthasar, the most revered member of the family, could only sigh deeply after a long silence. Realizing no one woulde to his defense, Rex resigned himself to his fate and muttered, “I’ll take the dog poop…”
“Hahaha…” Landen roared withughter. “Good choice, Uncle Rex.” Embarrassed beyond measure, Rex suddenly stood up and bolted outside. Shortly after, they heard this middle-aged man sobbing loudly in the yard. Marissa and Landen nced at each other, untroubled by guilt. Given their own harsh experiences, this level of humiliation seemed trivial
No one could persuade them to showpassion. Those who hadn’t endured their hardships had no right to judge them
At that moment, Sergio feigned anger and scolded, “You two are too mischievous!” Hannah said, “It’s my fault. I haven’t guided them well. I’ll keep a closer eye on them from now on.” After a pause, Balthasar asked, “Tiffany, can you now honestly tell me how you got the MindEase Elixir?”
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