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    The three didn’t question Marissa’s ims. Since Derek had informed them that Marissa was pretending to be Tiffany, they had been quietly investigating Tiffany’s background. The details they uncovered aligned with what Marissa had just shared. They learned that Tiffany had suffered under her aunt-inw’s harsh treatment since childhood, enduring such poverty that it was truly pitiful. Although she was a youngdy from a wealthy family, her personal finances seemed even more strained than theirs. They received 40 to 50 thousand dors monthly from Marissa, while Tiffany was fortunate to see even 10 thousand


    Despite this knowledge, their need for money persisted. They wondered how long it would be before Marissa’s real identity might be revealed and she could be ousted. Who would they rely on for financial support then?


    Betty’s posture tensed as she scoffed, “Stop pretending! Even if Tiffany isn’t wealthy, she surely has some expensive jewelry or simr valuables. Just take it and sell it.”


    Marissa continued to weave her story. “Tiffany does own some jewelry, but it’s all secured in a safe that requires a digital code. I don’t know the code, so I can’t ess it to take anything.”


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    “Then take something from her rtives! They must have valuables too,” Korbin suggested


    Marissa replied, slightly amused, “If Tiffany, who’s considered poor, keeps her valuables in a safe, then the safes of her wealthier rtives are likely far more secure. I can’t steal from them either.”


    “Well, if you can’t take personal items, go for something bigger!” Betty blurted out naively. “Their family is well-established in the pharmaceuticals sector. They’re bound to have valuable paintings, vases, antiques, and so on. Swipe one or two pieces; they’d surely fetch at least half a million each!”


    “Not just the Nash family, but the Sanchez family as well!” Korbin interjected. “We’ve learned that while you’re somewhat estranged from the Nash family, the Sanchez family holds you in high regard and even threw a wee-home party for you. You could definitely tap into that for some funds!”


    “That’s correct. If the Nash family won’t give you money, the Sanchez family surely will,” Denise said. “Marissa, don’t assume you can deceive us. We’re more aware of your situation than you think.”


    Marissa slightly narrowed her eyes. It was clear these three had thoroughly investigated her to facilitate their demands for money. She turned to Betty and inquired, “Why do you need 500 thousand?”


    Betty touched her face and exined, “I’m not happy with my facial structure. I’m considering some cosmetic surgery, maybe bone shaving and a chin adjustment. I’ve already spoken with a clinic; 500 thousand should cover it.”


    Marissa observed her with a hint of amusement. Betty, having spent much of her life in the countryside, was now catching up with urban cosmetic trends after arriving in the city


    Then, Korbin chimed in, “That 500 thousand is for your mother; I still need my cut.”


    Marissa looked at him and asked, “And how much do you need?”


    Korbin cleared his throat and said, “I’ll just need 300 thousand.”


    Marissa couldn’t help butugh. “Are you looking to use that for your looks as well?”


    “No, it’s not for cosmetic surgery,” Korbin rified. “I’ve had some bad luck gambling and need 300 thousand to settle my debts.”


    Marissa scoffed at their audacity. They had spent less than eight thousand dors raising her in total, often leaving her to survive on scraps and beg for food from neighbors. Since starting work at fifteen, she had handed over more than a million to them. Yet here they were, unsatisfied, boldly asking for 500 thousand for cosmetic procedures and 300 thousand to clear gambling debts. Even if they imed it was payback for raising her, their demands were outrageous!


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