Eleanor Young tsk-tsked, clearly not believing a word she said. "I'm telling you, Seraphina, if you don't want to talk, just say so. Your lies are so amateur! Stone gambling? That's for rich people and professionals! How could a little girl like you know so much about it? If you're going to lie, at least make it believable! I bet you're worried about telling me your secret to getting rich, afraid I'll be better at it than you, afraid I'll steal your golden goose!"
Eleanor Young's expression changed on the spot. The fawning look from a moment ago instantly twisted into a sneer. Eleanor was the type whose eyes lit up at the sight of money; in her world, nothing was more important!
Seraphina Sterling had long since seen the Jennings family for who they were. As far as she was concerned, she could tolerate their many flaws, so long as they didn't bring any harm to Kimberly Jennings.
