"You're truly hopeless!"
Jiangg Ning bit her lip, her chest heaving with anger.
If it weren't for the fact that the woman before her had given birth to her, Jiangg Ning would have washed her hands of the whole affair and stormed out right then and there.
She wasn't concerned about the inheritance. If she were, she wouldn't have offered to use it for compensation. The money was already in her and her sister's names, merely managed by Jiangg Ruxue. Once the money was spent, it was spent. What infuriated her was Jiangg Ruxue's eternal obstinance, which had single-handedly created this disaster.
The money was gone. It was too late for words.
The way Jiangg Ning looked at her now was like looking at a gambler through and through. The hatred in her eyes wasn't for what her mother had done, but for the fact that she'd had so many chances to turn back, yet had stubbornly forged ahead to this point.
