“Are you hiding something from me? Are you short of money? Or are you in love with him?”
A strong sense of oppression came and Beatrice’s heart trembled and she lowered her head even more.
Harold was smart enough and she knew that nothing could be hidden from him.
But she didn’t expect that besides being smart, he could also see the essence of things.
Beatrice stood there and her whole body began to stiffen unnaturally.
She racked her brains to come up with a reason that she thought was reasonable and stammered back.
“I’m short of money. I don’t want to owe my sister-in-law a favor... I want to save money to buy her a return gift.”
As soon as the voice fell, her shoulder was pushed away and Harold suddenly relaxed, clapped his hands and laughed.
“Sister-in-law? You adapt quickly.”
Beatrice felt a little confused. Was Harold angry?
He covered his head with a snap and sneered.
“No need, I’ll arrange the gifts and you don’t need to work hard as a tutor anymore, lest others say that our Dolton Family treats you harshly.”
This made it clear that she was deliberately complaining about the Dolton Family, a bit like an ungrateful person.