Of course, Rose Liall knew.
But she still had to pretend, acting as if she didn’t know: "I, I have no idea. However, having a job is always a good thing, right? Once you have a job, you can make money, and you’re really short on cash now, aren’t you?"
Annie Lawrence sneered: "Work? Heh, he’s asking to accompany old n like Jacob, is that considered work? What do you think, should I go or not?"
"This..." Rose Liall pretended to be troubled, putting on a distressed expression for a mont before saying, "Of course, Mom doesn’t want you to go. This is an insult to my daughter. But this is your decision, and Mom can’t make it for you."
"You still have to... make your own decision."
Annie Lawrence looked at Rose Liall’s disingenuous expression and felt even more disgusted.
She was angry, repulsed, but also sad.
Even though she already knew what kind of person Rose Liall was, after all, she is her biological mother and has always been very loving towards her.
She still held a glimr of hope for Rose Liall.
She thought that even if Rose Liall loved money more, her own daughter should still be a little bit more important than money.
But now, she was thoroughly disappointed and gave up on any hope.
At this mont, she desperately wanted to get rid of Rose Liall.
Annie Lawrence was ready to do just that.
Rose Liall was good for nothing, only causing trouble for her, with no other use at all.
She would never keep trouble around her!
After making up her mind, Annie Lawrence took out a skirt she liked to wear from her suitcase: "Go, of course. Didn’t you say we are short of money now? If I don’t go, in a few days we’ll be sleeping on the streets."
When Rose Liall heard that Annie was going, she felt a sigh of relief, and happiness seed to flow from her eyes.
She was just afraid Annie Lawrence would refuse to go.
In the past, Rose Liall certainly would not have wanted Annie Lawrence to go.
Back then, the Benington family hadn’t declined, David Benington was still the young master of the Benington Group, and he was the golden son-in-law in her eyes.
She only wanted Annie Lawrence to marry into the Benington family, she didn’t care for anyone else.
Back then, she wanted Annie Lawrence to walk the gentle, innocent lady’s path.
Even when it ca to clothes, she would make Annie Lawrence wear conservative outfits that revealed little skin.
But now...
Rose Liall wished she could imdiately push Annie Lawrence to those old n like Jacob.
She even hoped that one of the old n would take a liking to Annie Lawrence and be willing to financially support her in the long run. That way, they would never run out of money again.
But even though this is what she was thinking, she still acted worried and heartbroken for her daughter. She feigned sincerity with teary eyes and said: "Annie, it’s Mom’s fault for being helpless and not being able to help you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have to... "
"Mom is sorry."
As she spoke, Rose Liall looked at Annie Lawrence’s expression and continued: "Maybe you should not go. Even if we mother and daughter really end up sleeping on the streets and begging, it’s better than... better than you going to accompany those old n."
"Mom, what are you talking about," Annie Lawrence turned her head, hiding the contempt and resentnt in her eyes. She grabbed Rose Liall’s hand, looking sincerely moved, "How could I let you go sleep on the streets and beg? Mom, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said those things that upset you."
"Actually, I just have to accompany those bosses to dinner and drink a little, nothing else. They are generous with their money. When I co back, we’ll have money, and we can go live in a nice community."
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