Harper frowned. He picked up a tissue and handed it to Amelia. "Don't cry. Isn't it embarrassing to cry for a little money?" At most, he would give her all the money he earned. Money was just a string of numbers to him. It was meaningless. Why would anyone cry for such meaningless things?
Lucas was speechless. He turned around and returned to his room. Then, he transferred his money to Amelia.
Amelia cried and burped. She wiped her tears and shook her head. "I don't want yours. I… I can earn my own money…"
Emma looked sympathetic. "Just take it. The next time you're punished, at least you have the money to support yourself and don't have to be beaten up. It's a few million yuan. It's enough for you to be punished." With that, she added, "Don't worry, I'll give you my red packets in the future. I guarantee that you can afford the fine!"
William: "…"
Harper: "…"
Lucas: "…"
Amelia calmed down, thought about it, and called Sara.
