“Mm, Mr. Carter, just accept this kindness. Miss Owen comes from a wealthy family; she doesn’t care about a little pocket money. Just look at her little purse—selling it could buy a minivan.” Seeing that Feifei Owen seemed eager to do a good deed, Henry Walker naturally didn’t try to stop her. After all, when he and his mother first arrived, they truly benefited from Mr. Carter’s constant care and protection. Both emotionally and logically, his relationship with Mr. Carter far surpassed that with the newly acquainted Feifei Owen.

“Hmm?” After hearing Henry Walker’s words, Feifei Owen suddenly realized that she actually didn’t have much money left either. Oh no, the rent—three months’ deposit and one month’s rent—was basically her symbolic salary for the past two months. And the three thousand or so yuan in her purse was the deposit and advance payment refunded by the hotel.

If she gave all that away at once, how would she live afterward? She was used to not lacking money, and in a moment of overflowing sympathy, she had completely forgotten that she was now broke too.

As soon as Feifei Owen thought of this harsh reality, her head started to spin a little. Her pretty face changed color slightly, and she prayed silently: Mr. Carter, oh Mr. Carter, it’s not that I, Feifei Owen, am stingy, it’s just that my unscrupulous dad took all the money away at once. Please, just refuse a bit more, so I can take it back without embarrassment.

Who would have thought that Mr. Carter was probably really short on money lately. At first, taking Feifei Owen’s “charity” made her feel quite embarrassed. After all, Feifei Owen looked like a recent college graduate who had just started working and still had to rent a place to live.

But after hearing Henry Walker’s words, much of her guilt faded. So she’s a kind-hearted heiress. What replaced it was even more gratitude toward Feifei Owen; her eyes filled with tears as she took the money and tightly held Feifei Owen’s soft, perfect hands: “Miss Owen, you’re not only more beautiful than those big celebrities, you’re also a truly good person. I, Rose Carter, will remember this favor. If you ever need anything in the future, like a child in your family needing tutoring or something, both I and my Old Thompson would be happy to help.”

Mr. Carter’s emotion was genuine, not an act. Back when her family was doing fine, she wouldn’t have cared much about a few thousand yuan. But now, Feifei Owen’s gesture was like sending charcoal in a snowstorm. These days, people are used to adding flowers to a brocade, not helping in times of need.

Feifei Owen’s beautiful eyes widened, her heart trembling, almost on the verge of tears. But what’s said is like water spilled—there’s no taking it back. She could only watch as Mr. Carter put the money away and thanked her profusely. Thinking about how her last bit of money was gone just like that, she felt a mix of emotions—sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy—all churning inside her.

Mr. Carter, why couldn’t you have refused a bit more? Aren’t we Chinese, especially intellectuals, supposed to be modest and decline several times? Boohoo, my money—it’s all that bastard Walker’s fault, showing off and saying my purse is worth more than a minivan. What terrible taste! How could those lousy minivans compare to my beloved purse?

Unable to blame Mr. Carter, she could only transfer all her resentment onto Henry Walker, shooting him a fierce glare. Thinking about how, after all this fuss, she was now nearly penniless, she even felt like hitting someone.

Henry Walker was baffled by her glare, wondering what he’d done to offend this heiress. “Her Majesty the Queen” was displeased again? Didn’t he just help her out by praising her good deed?

Women, oh women—so fickle, so changeable.

Thinking that Mr. Carter probably still had a lot to deal with at home, Henry Walker said to her, “Mr. Carter, you’ve been working too hard lately. Why not go home and rest early? In a couple of days, once I’ve settled down, I’ll visit Mia Miller at the hospital.”

“All right, Little Walker. This Miss Owen is a good person, so don’t you dare bully her.” Mr. Carter winked at Henry Walker from an angle Feifei Owen couldn’t see. Only then did she thank Feifei Owen profusely again and take her leave.

After she left, Henry Walker lit a cigarette for himself and sighed, “People’s fortunes really do change overnight. Back then, Mr. Carter’s family wasn’t exactly rich, but they lived a stable and happy life. Now, a single storm has turned everything upside down.”

At this moment, Feifei Owen was also full of emotion, sighing as she chimed in, “That’s right, life is like a ship sailing on the sea. It might look calm today, but who knows when a sudden storm will hit and catch you off guard?” She thought about how she’d been a multimillionaire just this morning, and in a single day, she’d become penniless. She couldn’t help but feel a little sentimental.

Henry Walker shot her an annoyed look. “Why am I wasting my breath talking about this with a pampered capitalist like you? What would you know? Stop pretending to be all deep and melancholy with me.”