"Where did all the supplies go?!" George demanded sharply, glaring at the Sanders family.
They looked just as stunned.
They had never carefully checked the contents—only glanced at them from afar.
Whenever they entered the storage room, they did so furtively. Who had the time or courage to rummage through everything?
Seeing the boxes filled, they had naturally assumed they contained supplies.
Now that they looked closely… they were empty.
They had once believed the Kale family was sitting atop a mountain of wealth.
"Why are you yelling at us?" Margaret shot back, her tone rising just as sharply. "Your supplies are missing—how would we know anything about that? It's not like we took them!"
She truly had no idea what had happened.
Whenever she took anything, it was only from already opened packages. She hadn't dared touch the sealed boxes at all.
Now, being accused so brazenly by George only fueled her anger.
