“That’s the payoff amount,” I said calmly. “If you want to live there as owners, bring the money and purchase it like owners.”
Dad’s expression tightened.
“Don’t be ridiculous. We’re not buying a house from our daughter.”
“Then you’re not moving into your daughter’s house.”
Caleb laughed nervously. “You can’t charge Mom and Dad.”
I turned toward him.
“You’re right. I’m not charging them. I’m refusing them.”
Mom’s cheeks turned red. “After everything we’ve done for you?”
I reached into my bag and placed a folder beside my plate.
Inside were loan records, unpaid transfers, old messages, and the deed showing only one owner.
