Mary looked away. She concentrated on knitting the lace. But he was faster than her. He finished the small handkerchief before her. She gritted her teeth feeling defeated and worked on the lace fiercely.
"Why are you so attracted to money? You are living a good life yet you only think about earning more and more. I did not see any addiction that needed a lot of money to keep going." She ignored him. Why did she reply to him when he would not understand her fear?
But looking into those calm eyes, she felt conflicted.
"Because it is my slave. I do not need to beg for money to stay with me. I did not need to wait for it to look at me or fear that it would cheat on me.
