The call from Albert Fletcher came in quickly, his voice holding a hint of displeasure, saying, "Ophelia, why are you spending so much money?"
"Brother Fletcher, it's not me spending it, it's my mom." Ophelia Wilson, having already cried, sounded hoarse and extremely pitiable, "My mom has gotten addicted to shopping recently, and I must earn more to keep up with my mom's spending speed."
"Otherwise, over time, I'm worried I won't be able to support my mom."
"You can tell her not to spend so much. Don't give her the card, just give her some pocket money on a monthly basis," Albert Fletcher offered advice, sounding perfectly normal.
"But..." Ophelia hesitated with difficulty, "I'm afraid my mom will abandon me again."
"Isn't she your biological mother?" Albert asked curiously.
