Florence Wallace stood up and took the items from Isabelle Blaine's hands, "Isabelle, I saw a dress that suits you perfectly while shopping today. It's the New Year; you should get a new dress, and your dad..."
After being kicked out of the Blaine family business, Devon Blaine couldn't find a job; no company wanted him, so he could only stay home.
Florence Wallace was even less likely to work; she was used to being a wealthy wife, and making money was not an option for her. The family's expenses were all shouldered by Isabelle Blaine.
Isabelle Blaine took some bills out from her wallet and handed them to Florence Wallace.
"Mom, please use it sparingly. I've been in the industry for two months and haven't received most of the payment from my gigs." Isabelle Blaine frowned.
"Child, we raised you this big, and now you're unhappy about spending a bit on us?" Florence Wallace counted the bills.
"Mom, that's not what I meant." Isabelle Blaine was very frustrated.
