It was just one crude word, but it perfectly conveyed Sonia Quincy's disgust.
"What are you doing?!"
Willow Quincy didn't react, but the girl sitting across from him shot up from her chair and snapped impolitely, "Are you nuts?"
"You're the one who's nuts." Felix Preston, ever protective, shot back right on the heels of her words.
The girl retorted, "What do you mean I'm nuts? I'm not the one who randomly threw money at someone and told them to get lost!"
Felix Preston glared at her coldly. "If you think it's so unfair, feel free to pull out a stack of cash and throw it at Mr. Quincy. I'm sure Mr. Quincy here wouldn't mind."
"Right?"
"Heh…" Willow Quincy let out a cold chuckle. He picked up the scattered People Currency bills one by one, then neatly arranged them in order of denomination.
