"You know, you could be self-sufficient, find a job, and if you work hard, in a few years, your salary won't be low, your alma mater isn't bad either," Jasmine Yale said calmly.
She was telling the truth and meant no ill will.
"Work?" Harper Glorian raised her eyebrows, "What kind of job can afford a house, a car, and wear Dior limited editions?"
"There are more things to pursue in work, at the very least it can bring fulfillment and self-affirmation," Jasmine was a bit at a loss for words.
On this point, she was like Ann Nolan.
That's why she always admired Ann Nolan and wanted to be independent herself.
"It's surprising, Miss Yale, your values are quite upright, and you speak very clearly. Maybe that's why Miss Yale could find a sugar daddy like Mr. Cheney, while I can only be with an old man. I feel quite inferior."
Suddenly, Jasmine didn't know what else to say.
It seemed whatever she said would be wrong.
