For a second, Lisa wanted to take the money and toss it at her face, then tell her that she had millions in her account so she could stuff that money up somewhere where the sun don't shine.

But of course, Lisa would never do that; she was not someone with no manners.

"Forget the money. What do you want? Just get on point, I'm busy." Lisa looked at Nancy.

"This is not a good place to talk. Let's go somewhere else," Nancy looked at the busy doorway and suggested.

So, Lisa took her to the hospital's back garden...

"What is it? " Lisa said harshly.

"My father's sick. Did you know that?" Nancy emphasized 'my father', reminding Lisa of her identity.

"Your point?" Lisa was getting impatient.

"The point is, my father hasn't been well. He still thinks of you as his daughter, and he wants you to come home. You don't have to live in our house, but you have the right to inherit some shares from my father. I hope you know that those shares are worth quite a bit. Well, it's not like you would understand it even if I explain it to you. But, you need to know that my father is being very kind for giving you a chance to become rich. So, to return his favor, you need to be on the same team as us against Sehun. Do you understand?"

"Why would I?" Lisa provoked.

"You will do it because there's no such thing as a free lunch, if you're taking the shares then you need to help."

"I don't want those shares, so I definitely won't help you."

"What? Are you kidding me? You don't want those shares? Are you an idiot? Do you know how much they are worth?" Nancy shrieked.

"I don't care how much those shares are worth. They have nothing to do with me. Miss Oh, you can leave now and please don't come back. I don't want you to disturb me while I'm at work," Lisa ordered.

"Shut up, you stupid cunt," Nancy swore.

"Nancy, you should watch your image. After all, you're a socialite."

"Lisa, don't be a bitch. What my father is doing is called pitying you, because you're so goddamn poor. Not only that, you have that burdensome little brother of yours. Didn't you have to work several different jobs, including at KFC, to support him through school? Oh yes, let's not forget your crazy mother. She failed in marrying rich, so she ran off with my father's chauffeur. She then tried to blackmail my father when you guys ran out of money. When that didn't succeed, she went around spreading rumors that my father is unfaithful. Your whole family is messed up in the head. I know she owns a little convenience store for a living, so quit putting up a front when you guys are all so poor already. I see you're driving a Sedan now, did you lease it? Is it secondhand? Or have you gotten yourself a sugar daddy now? Huh?"

Clearly, Nancy was a very vicious person. Not only that, she was extremely snobby and had always looked down on the poor.

Back when Nancy was still in school, it was rumored that a fellow classmate really liked her. However, both parents of the boy were civil servants, so his family background was average. She would always give the boy a hard time in front of all the other classmates and call him a toad to suggest that she was out of his league. In the end, the boy jumped off from the third floor because he couldn't take it anymore. Luckily, he only broke his leg, but what did all of that say about Nancy's character?

"Are you done farting? If you are, then get the hell out. I can't help but gag if I have to look at you for another minute."

"What did you just say?" Nancy was obviously very surprised.

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