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    After a pause, she said, “No, Mom. Don’t worry about money. It’s not something I can fix quickly. I need to gradually earn the Harper family’s trust. Over time, they’lle around and support me.”


    Keira scoffed, “What a heartless man Shepard is. He ims you’re family but won’t give you a cent. He doesn’t see you as his daughter. I need to figure something out—”


    Sandra interjected quickly, “Mom, let me handle it. I understand the Harpers’ mindset now. I’ll win them over slowly, and they’ll provide for me eventually. Let’s focus on your future ns instead.”


    Keira’s mood darkened, her frustrations mounting. Injured and down eleven million, she felt her life was in shambles. Even though her daughter had be a member of the Harper family, she lived worse than a servant in their home. The Harper household staff earned generous wages—likely more than Sandra had ever received. Despite being Shepard’s daughter, Sandra navigated her life with humility and caution.


    Seeing Keira’s regretful expression, Sandra hesitated, tempted to disclose her real financial situation. But after a moment, she held back, choosing to maintain her facade of poverty.


    She said, “Mom, I can take an advance on my sry from thepany. I’ll hire someone to care for you. I can’t stand the thought of you struggling alone.”


    Keira nodded. “Alright. I can’t manage by myself. I spill food when I eat and make a mess when I try to throw out the trash…”


    After finishing her meal, Sandra cleared the table, then went online to look for a caregiver for her mother. Once she confirmed someone would arrive at eight the next morning, she headed out.


    Keira walked Sandra downstairs, and the moment her eyesnded on the luxury car, her spirits soared. All her earlier sulking vanished like smoke in the wind. She practically squealed with delight. “Wow! You didn’t even tell me about this car! Pulling up in something like this—you need to drive it around the wholeplex so those nosy neighbors stop mocking me…”


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    She ran her hand along the sleek body of the car. “I knew Shepard couldn’t be that cold-blooded to you. Just wait—he’s bound to loosen the purse strings sooner orter. This is fantastic. You’re finally going ces, and I’ll never have to worry about money again.”


    “Alright, Mom, I really should get going.” Sandra transferred a thousand dors to Keira’s ount. “If the caregiver doesn’t show up tomorrow, don’t bother cooking. Just order takeout, and forget about cleaning—either wait for me or hire someone by the hour.”


    Keira bobbed her head, grinning. “Got it. Drive safe, sweetheart.”


    Back at the Harper residence, the entire household had already turned in for the night, servants included. Sandra realized with a pang that not a single soul had called to ask why she was homete.


    In fact, she thought bitterly, even if she stayed out all night, the Harpers wouldn’t care.


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