The sudden sess of Souna left ine feeling profoundly disheartened.


    Despite her luxurious home and expensive car, she is acutely aware that these possessions are not truly hers.


    In truth, ine’s rtionship with money is limited to spending it and asionally being deceived. If anyone were to im that she has earned a living through her own efforts, they would be mistaken; she has not truly worked for money in her fifty years of life.


    Right now, what weighs heavily on her mind is the source of Souna’s funds for purchasing that extravagant Mercedes-Benz G500.


    If Wendy had earned the money, ine would feel a bit relieved, as it would mean her daughter and son-inw were the ones spending. After all, a Mercedes-Benz G500 costing tens of millions is impressive, but ine once drove a Rolls-Royce Cullinan worth a simr amount, so she wouldn’t feel overshadowed.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    However, the thought of Souna having earned that money herself is something ine cannot ept.


    As she walked, she muttered to herself, “I really don’t understand. How does Souna, whocks education and any notable looks or figure, manage to afford such luxuries? Just recently, she was making a fool of herself while pregnant in a ck coal mine. What could someone like that possibly rely on to achieve such a turnaround?”


    ire noticed her mother’s growing agitation and quickly interjected, “Oh, Mom, just let it go. Focus on living your own good life. Why worry about what others are doing?”


    ine responded earnestly, “If someone else were driving a Mercedes-Benz G-ss, I wouldn’t bat an eye, but why is it Souna?!”


    Determined, she dered, “No, I have to uncover the truth behind this!”


    Seeing that her mother was resolute, ire decided to refrain from further argument.


    As the three of them approached their vi, ine peered into the yard through the electric gate and immediately fumed, cursing angrily, “Damn it! That Jacob, leaving the car parked at home! He didn’t even bother to pick us up! Just wait until I get inside!”


    With that, ine took the lead, maneuvering her electric wheelchair straight into the yard and heading for the door.


    Worried that her mother would confront her father the moment they entered, ire hurried to keep up.<fn873a> ?????? ???? find?novel</fn873a>


    As they pushed the door open, they were hit by a strong odor of smoke, alcohol, and spoiled food that overwhelmed their senses before they even stepped inside.


    The once beautifully decorated living room now resembled a trash heap.


    Cigarette butts, empty packs, and an array of wine bottles littered the floor.


    Even more appalling were the remnants of takeout meals, carelessly strewn about, with some containers left open and festering in the summer heat, emitting a foul stench.


    Both ire and ine were taken aback by the chaos before them, momentarily at a loss for how to react.


    However, ire’s gaze fell upon a figure slumped on the sofa—was that her father-inw Jacob?


    At that moment, Jacob was clearly inebriated, wearing only boxer shorts and with his upper body bare, clutching a bottle of vodka.


    ire rushed over, concerned about his condition, but was taken aback when she got closer and saw him clearly.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>