?Chapter 1557:


    They spoke a little longer before Sandra finally ended the call. As the line clicked dead, she muttered under her breath, “Sure, you wouldn’t harm me, but you’ve got no self-control. I know you too well, Mom. That’s why I’m never telling you that I have money.”


    After a long day at work, Sandra made her way to Keira’s house.


    On her way, she stopped at the supermarket, gathering fresh groceries and daily necessities. She also brought along the clothes she’d picked out for Keira during her recent shopping spree.


    “Sandra,e in! I’ve whipped up all your favorite dishes tonight,” Keira said, her smile widening at the sight of Sandra’s haul.


    A memory flickered in Keira’s mind. She noticed Sandra splurging on luxuries she once would’ve balked at—crabs, fish, and shrimp, where even a small bag could cost hundreds. Years ago, such extravagance was unimaginable for them.


    Keira’s eyes scanned the food Sandra had brought. Two boxes of lobster, her absolute favorite, caught her attention.


    The fruit was all imported—strawberries, perfectly in season and exorbitantly priced, with Sandra purchasing over two pounds. Oranges and tangerines, sold for ten dors each, filled entire bags. Keira’s face glowed with delight. Sandra’s visits always made her happy.


    The maid swiftly took the groceries and fruit to the kitchen, then gentlyid the clothes across the living room sofa.


    Sandra leaned closer to Keira, her voice a soft whisper. “This maid’s pretty great, don’t you think?”


    Keira’s gaze fixed on the bags draped over the sofa. She pulled out two down jackets, her eyes sparkling. “One of these must’ve cost a few thousand, right?”


    Sandra’s grin widened. “Not even close—thirteen thousand each! Brenna took me shopping over the weekend, and I picked these out for you. I tried to pay, but she insisted on covering it. They’re top-quality, Mom. Wear them with confidence.”


    Keiraughed. “Oh, I will! Tomorrow, I’ll stroll through the neighborhood and let those judgmental types see. They’ll never afford clothes this fine!”


    Sandra smiled and lifted more garments, holding them up for Keira. “Mom, try these on in the bedroom. I got them in your size, but if anything doesn’t fit, I can exchange it.”


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    “Alright, I’m on it!”


    Keira, practically bouncing with glee, gathered the clothes and shoes, heading toward the bedroom.


    Sandra followed, carrying the rest of the clothes.


    She noticed Keira managing better with her missing left hand, adapting more smoothly than she had just days earlier. The sight eased Sandra’s heart.


    As Keira tried on each piece, her smile never faded. “These high-end clothes are sofortable and warm! Sandra, tell me, is the Harper family slipping you extra money? Are you keeping it from me?” Her expression shifted to suspicion, her eyes narrowing.


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