Kicked Out I Unlocked My Ultimate Boss Mode novel Chapter 16

**TITLE: Broken Doesn’t Mean End**
**By M. Kaushik**
**Chapter 16: Eating Well Is a Blessing!**

The air around Helen felt charged with a sense of belonging, as if she had been destined to occupy the pinnacle of this familial pyramid. It was a sensation that enveloped her, a blend of warmth and acceptance that was palpable.

No matter how hard one might try, that kind of serene composure was impossible to feign. It radiated from her, a quiet confidence that spoke volumes.

Felix regarded her with a nod of approval, his voice steady and authoritative as he addressed her. “Now that you’re back, make yourself at home. If there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to let George know. You’re safe here; no one will treat you poorly.”

As he spoke, he moved with a deliberate grace, retrieving a gold-embossed envelope from his pocket and extending it toward Helen. “This is for you. A little something from me.”

Rebecca and Alexander, eager to join in, swiftly produced their own envelopes, mirroring Felix’s gesture.

“Helen, this is our way of welcoming you back,” Rebecca chimed in, her enthusiasm palpable. “If it’s not enough, just let me know, and I’ll make sure you get more.”

“Exactly, sweetheart! Take it,” Alexander added, his tone warm and encouraging. “The password is your birthday. Spend it on whatever your heart desires; don’t hold back for the family.”

Wendy stood nearby, her gaze fixed on the trio of envelopes. Though they appeared slender, she was acutely aware that each one contained a card loaded with ten million dollars.

In total, they had gifted her a staggering sum of thirty million.

Over the past few days, the family had gone to great lengths, pouring resources into transforming one of the rooms into an enchanting princess castle for Helen’s return, complete with opulent furnishings and extravagant decor.

A sharp pang of envy twisted in Wendy’s chest.

Having lived with the Walcotts for years, she had enjoyed her share of luxuries—designer clothes and a generous allowance—but this level of generosity, this thirty million dollar gift, was something she had never encountered.

The disparity was almost unbearable, a bitter contrast that gnawed at her insides. Her smile felt increasingly strained, and jealousy clawed at her heart, threatening to consume her.

Helen looked at the three envelopes extended toward her, and a gentle warmth blossomed within her heart, softening her features. “Thank you, but I already have money.”

“Silly child!” Rebecca exclaimed, her voice firm yet affectionate as she pressed the envelopes into Helen’s hands. “This is different. That money is yours, but this is our gift to you. It’s how we show our love. Just accept it!”

“Yes, take it!” Felix interjected with a sternness that brooked no argument. “My granddaughter should never want for anything!”

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