"That's right, hurry up, everyone is still waiting, don't waste anyone's time."
"If it's a yes then it's a yes, if not then not. What do you mean by waiting a bit?"
"Hmm? This sentence sounds off, can it be used here?"
"Something like that, the mood is right, don't mind what I'm saying now."
"..."
Sister Awakening's eyes were hollow, she pressed her lips tightly, her face as pale as snow.
Yes, she liked money, but she couldn't afford to lose herself for it!
"So, have you thought it over?"
On the phone, the man's calm voice came again, seemingly oblivious or uncaring of the excitement on site.
"I..."
Sister Awakening's lips trembled, tears streamed down her cheeks in large drops.
What could she say, what could she possibly say!
She was nearly roaring, or perhaps venting, her voice hoarse: "You're my stepfather, we can't be!"
After uttering this sentence, she felt drained, her body was soaked, and she collapsed to the ground.
