Lily had a vague suspicion, but her clueless demeanor only served to infuriate the middle-aged woman, who jabbed her arm in frustration.
"What's the matter with you? Are you stupid or what?" the woman's voice turned shrill, each word a sharp thorn. She smacked her thigh with a resounding thud. "Money!"
Lily stared, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
Oblivious, the woman poked Lily's forehead. "Don't play dumb with me! The Steele family is Kingsley's elite. As their adopted daughter, you must be swimming in cash!" The woman's eyes gleamed with avarice, her gaze predatory. She worked herself into a frenzy, her words spewing like venom, spit flying.
"I don't have any," Lily said, an icy voice cutting through the tension.
"I brought you into this world..." The woman's pitch shot up.
