The Stingy Man Kicked My Sister out with Nothing, But I’m the Queen of Stinginess novel

Id always been careful with everything since I was a kid. I just didnt want anyone to take advantage of me so easily.
One day, my aunt, Bianca, borrowed two sacks of flour from our family. When she returned them, the flour was lighter, a few pounds short. I waited at her door for three hours.
You borrowed 700 grams, but you only gave back 412 grams? Thats a shortfall of 0-0.7 at the current market price, I said flatly.
Another time, my cousin asked my mom to buy 0-06.8 worth of meat, but when she paid, she only gave me 0-04.
I measured the extra portion with a ruler and cut it off without hesitation. One bill will buy exactly 4.5 pounds. Dont worry, I wont let you lose even a cent.
My cousin was furious and told everyone I was stingy and calculating. My parents were terrified that people would think badly of me and that Id never get married.
They didnt just force me to change my behavior, they even made me study a major I hated. We had a huge fight and I left home. I didnt return for ten years.
On the day of my PhD graduation, my mother called me in tears. Sweetheart, come home! Your sisters getting a divorce. Her husband not only cheated on her, he also faked debts and expects her to pay back half a million dollars.
I immediately pulled out the receipts my sister had sent me and spent the entire night checking them.
The next morning, I took the earliest flight and rushed to that jerks company, carrying three boxes full of bills.
I turned on my calculator. Before you got married, you borrowed $9.1 from my sister. Its now 7 years and 5 months overdue. Based on the LPR, you still owe 0-0.8 in interest.

Also, youve been using my sisters Netflix account, $2.11 per month, $25.27 a year.
Last time she told me you drank half her yogurt, thats 0-0.5. So the total comes to $38.57.
My fingers danced over the calculator. Tom Hawke noticed the strange looks from his coworkers, then grabbed my hand to stop me, his teeth clenched.
Calista Wren, arent you ashamed? You came all the way here just to say this? I froze when he said that name. He thought I was my twin sister. Of course, he wouldnt know, I hadnt been home in nearly ten years.
Tom only knew that Calista had a sister. He never realized we were twins. I didnt bother explaining. Instead, I raised the calculator to his face.
If you dont want to be embarrassed, stop doing dirty things. Pay back the money and Ill leave right away.
I stood there with my hands on my hips and my chin up, just like when I was a kid collecting debts.
Whispers spread through the office. I didnt know Toms wife was such a bitch. No wonder she cheated on him and he couldnt even say a word.
I almost laughed in disbelief. Tom was actually turning the tables, accusing me, no, my sister of betrayal.
Seeing the tension rise, one of his coworkers finally said, Tom, just pay her back. Shes been a housewife for years, with no job or skills. If she doesnt squeeze a little out of you now, how will she survive?
As soon as those words dropped, laughter burst out across the office. Mocking smiles and smug faces turned toward me
I didnt rush to argue. Instead, I reached into one of the boxes and pulled out a ledger labeled Wedding Bonus.
Smack!
I slammed it on a male coworkers desk, my nails stabbing into the third page.
Tom Hawke, right?
Eight years ago, when you got married, you borrowed 0-040.40 from me. The following year, when I got married, your wife only returned $70.20.
If youre not that picky, then pay me back the rest.
Toms face turned red. He couldnt even lift his head. Under my relentless words, his defenses finally broke. He said with a trembling voice

Ill just scan it for you, he said in a low voice.
A soft ding echoed and $70.20 popped up in my account. My mood instantly lifted. I flipped through the papers, the crisp sound making me grin.
Now then, I said, raising my voice, who else here owes me money? Come on, lets settle everything today.
I went around the office, checking everyones tabs. After half an hour, my payment app showed nearly $700 more. The coworkers faces grew darker by the minute.
After a long, awkward silence, one of them spoke up. Tom, digging up old debts like this, making such a scene... We shouldnt hang around you anymore.
Yeah, another added, acting like this makes it seem like we took advantage of you.
As they kept throwing blame around, Tom wished he could sink into the ground.
I grabbed my calculator and walked toward him. Stop pretending to be dead. All this money was lent by me. After so many years, its only fair to charge interest.
Add 1,000 for interest, plus the debts we just counted. Transfer all of it.
Blood rushed to Toms face. His fists clenched until his knuckles cracked.
Calista, dont push it too far...
Before he could finish, a soft voice came from the doorway. Calista, how can you pressure Tom like this?
Diana Walker stood there, dressed fashionably, holding a lunchbox that didnt match her outfit.
The office buzzed with gossip. Toms cousin brought him lunch again. Shes so pretty and kind, Im dying of envy.
Family should care for each other. Calistas just humiliating him in public. Toms face softened slightly. Just as he was about to speak, I let out a cold laugh.
Cousin? Please. Shes obviously his mistress.
The room fell dead silent. You could hear a pin drop. Dianas smile froze, twisting into something ugly.
Then came the murmurs. Damn, that hit home. Ive never seen a cousin bring lunch every day, all dressed up like that.
The dignity Diana tried so hard to keep was crushed right before her eyes. Tom glared at me, boiling with rage.
Calista, you bitch!
He rolled up his sleeves and charged at me. Diana hurried to block him, forcing a smile.
Tom, calm down. Everyones watching.
She turned to me, still pretending to be composed. We dont see each other often, so its normal you dont recognize me.
She walked toward me in high heels, showing off a shiny designer necklace. Calista, remember last year? He bought a necklace and said it was for his cousin, that was me.
She reached out her hand with fake politeness. No need to worry about the past. Lets get to know each other again. Im Diana Walker
Oh, quite the actress, arent you? I swatted her hand away and grabbed the necklace around her neck, snapping a photo to check its price. Damn! 2,040 dollars.
A red mark appeared on her neck as she cried out in pain.
Calista, are you insane? I just bought Diana a necklace. Is that really worth getting jealous over? Tom said, looking at her pitiful expression.
Diana nestled into his arms, sniffling softly.

Forget it, Tom. I dont want it. If Calista likes it, then give it to her.
They played out their little melodrama like the rest of the office didnt exist. I didnt care.
I angrily wrote a line in the ledger under joint marital property and deducted Toms share, $993 due. Then I tossed the necklace back with disgust.
Who wants this? Its filthy.
Her face went pale, clearly shocked by my reaction. I looked her up and down like someone checking merchandise.
While I watched, I noted in the ledger: clothing, last summers collection, marked as joint marital spending. Shoes and perfume, new models from earlier this year, estimated at 4,110 dollars.
When I added it all up, the total shot past thirteen thousand $700. My coworkers gathered around, their faces brimming with smug pride.
Now I really believe shes his mistress. Who spends that much on a cousin?
Gross. Hes openly supporting his mistress. His own wife doesnt even dress like that.
Their whispers felt like sharp pins. She avoided everyone's eyes, fidgeting nervously.
Enough! Tom shouted, losing it. He lunged forward and tossed my receipts into the trash. His eyes widened with anger.
You think you can keep doing this forever?
His raised hand hit my face hard, then a fist followed. My right cheek flared with pain and fury boiled inside me.
He actually put his hands on me in front of all these people, just imagine what he did behind closed doors. No wonder she always had bruises. Fuck you, I snapped.
I planted my right foot and kicked him hard in the groin. He screamed and collapsed, curled up on the floor. Even then, he threatened me, You dare fight back? Calista, youre dead meat. Fuck you!
I kicked him a few more times until my anger cooled. Tom grabbed the wall, trying to push himself up. His face flushed; he lunged at me again. You bitch! Ill kill you today or Ill change my name!
Stop it! a firm voice cut through the chaos. The department manager rushed in, eyes widening at the mess in the office.
He snapped, Cant deal with your personal issues? Bringing them to work?
Tom, pack your things and get out. Now.
No, Manager! That bitch Calista started it!
Toms big act fell apart as he scrambled to defend himself. The manager didnt even pay him any attention.
You have ten minutes. If youre not gone by then, Ill call security.
I laughed, loud and over the top. Tom, youre gross. Youre old enough to be buried, but youre acting like a whining kid.
I patted his shoulder, mocking the managers tone. Ill give you three days to transfer the money to my account. Otherwise, see you in court.
Under his furious stare, I walked out with the bill. As soon as I reached the stairs, I called a moving company. Address: Building 3, Fifth Floor, Marriott Residential Complex. Take everything. Leave no furniture behind.
When my sister married him, he had nothing. Every piece of furniture in their home came from our parents.
Now that they were divorcing, I had every right to take it all. I spotted the key under the doormat.
The moment I opened the door, a wave of alcohol hit me, the place smelled like booze.

About twelve men were sitting in the living room, completely drunk. The moment one of them spotted me, he wobbled to his feet and stumbled toward me.
The heavy smell of alcohol and sweat made me sick to my stomach.
Hey, Calista, he slurred, come over and pour us a few drinks.
He tried to sling his arm around my shoulder. Without thinking twice, I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face.
Are you out of your damn mind?
The sting of the slap sobered him up for a second, but the men behind him started laughing and shouting, Jim Walker, this ones got guts! Show her whos in charge!
So this was Dianas brother. My sister had told me before that after she found out about Toms affair, he didnt even bother hiding it, he just moved Diana and her brother right into the house.
That $68,5 debt? They made her sign it when she was passed out. Jim, enraged, grabbed my arm and shoved me down hard onto the couch.
Then he started unbuttoning his shirt, cursing, You little slut, dont forget, you owe me 68,5. At a hundred bucks ago, thats five thousand times before you pay it off!
His disgusting words made me want to vomit. The moment he looked away, I grabbed an empty liquor bottle and smashed it against his head.
Crash!
Glass shattered everywhere, liquor spilling across the floor. Jim, who had been so arrogant just seconds ago, dropped like a stone, unconscious. His men panicked and rushed over. Jim! Hey, Jim, are you okay?!
My hands were shaking, but I still managed to dial 911. The police arrived quickly. They rushed him to the hospital for emergency treatment and then took everyone to the station for questioning.
I told the whole story from the beginning. When I described how he tried to touch me, I let my eyes turn red and wiped away tears. Officer, I had no choice, I said softly. It was self-defense.
Then Diana burst into the station, her face twisted with rage when she saw the bandage on her brothers head.
Officer, dont listen to this bitch! she screamed. Shes just trying to cover it up! Look at him! No matter what happened, she has to take full responsibility!
Tom, clearly enjoying the chaos, jumped in right away. Exactly! She cant just walk away from this! She has to pay for the medical bills, emotional damage and recovery costs, at least two twenty-eight thousand dollars. Not a penny less, or were not settling!
A greedy glint flashed in his eyes. I stretched lazily and let out a soft sigh.
Well, since everyones here, lets get this done.
Clearing my throat, I pointed directly at them. Officer, I want to press charges for extortion.
Diana exploded. Calista! Are you serious? Over a stupid medical bill? Her chest heaved with anger. Tom tried to calm her down, his tone dripping with disdain. Diana, ignore her. Jims injury is all the proof we need. No matter what she says, she wont get out of this.
I let out a cold laugh. Who said Im reporting the medical bill? I said slowly. What Im reporting is that you tricked me into signing a $68,5 dollars debt note while I was asleep.
My bank record shows no trace of that money ever being transferred. Toms face changed instantly. He hadnt expected me to bring that up.
He always thought my sister was the quiet, weak type, too afraid to fight back, too used to swallowing her anger. Thats why they dared to bully her and use that fake debt note to steal her house. The police officer frowned and immediately checked the transaction records. The results matched my statement exactly.
Diana swallowed hard, her voice trembling a little. "Thats because we paid in cash. Of course theres no record of the cash flow."
I leaned against the wall, raising an eyebrow. "Since it was cash, then show proof of where it came from."
At my words, Jim shot me a stubborn look and snapped, "Anyway, I had the cash and you accepted it. The debt note is the proof."
Seeing his shameless face, even the police officer looked awkward. "Maam, do you have any evidence that you were forced to sign this debt note?"
Before I could speak, Tom let out a cold laugh. "What kind of evidence could she have? If she had any, she wouldve shown it long ago. Why wait until now?"
I smirked. "Youre underestimating me."

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