"Fine. Then I'm filing a report. Someone tampered with my property registration records to take my home."
"That's not a family dispute."
Both officers' expressions sharpened.
Sebastian, his mother, and the two guards all went pale at the same time.
The officer's face was grim. "That's a criminal matter. We'll need everyone to come back to the station for questioning."
Some of the pressure in my chest loosened. I was about to exhale when my aunt grabbed me and yanked me behind her.
"Officers, don't listen to her nonsense. I'm the one who had the property office update the records. It's not that serious."
"Women get married and have babies—that's how it works! What kind of girl sits on a property like she's never giving it up?"
"You tell me—every family out there, isn't it the man who runs the house?"
She turned and glared at me. "Even if you won't transfer the title right now, this place will end up being Sebastian's sooner or later. I had his name added. What's the problem?"
Every word out of her mouth left me more stunned than the last. None of it made sense—none of it was supposed to make sense.
She read my shock as surrender and rolled her eyes.