In her past life, she had been weak, feeling that no matter what, her adoptive parents had at least given her a place to live and an education.
And since her adoptive parents only had that one child, she, as the older sister, felt it was only natural for her to help.
Having seen things clearly in this life, she instantly felt like a fool for how she'd been before.
So, looking at Ryan Sinclair, she grew increasingly irritated. Arching an eyebrow, she asked, "Aren't you going to get lost?"
Ryan Sinclair was terrified, his legs trembling like a leaf.
But the moment he remembered the purpose of his trip, he stubbornly stood his ground, refusing to leave.
By now, most of his aggressive bluster had worn off, leaving only a fragile, paper-thin mask of false bravado.
"Chloe Sinclair, if you don't give me money today, you can forget about me leaving!"
'Chloe Sinclair might not be afraid of my parents, but surely she's afraid of judgmental stares from her classmates?'
