“That won't do,” Charlotte sniffed.
“Let's not even mention that we broke up a long time ago. Back then, I was the one supporting him financially. If I take his money now, wouldn't that be the same as him supporting me? My self-esteem won't allow me to stoop so low.”
“Genevieve, do you think I'm really useless?” Charlotte asked her. “Timothy got me a job at Forlisle Group, but I can't even do admin work properly. They're all gossiping about me behind my back. And the salary is so low. I work twenty-four days a month, and I only make ten thousand.”
As she spoke, she suddenly hugged Genevieve and burst into tears, “Even the cheapest dress I used to buy would cost more than thirty thousand.”
“You can ask Timothy for money if you want to buy clothes,” Genevieve said, aware that Jeremiah and Jiminy had a close relationship, and Jeremiah practically considered Charlotte as his goddaughter.
Charlotte shook her head and said quietly, “After the incident in my family, Timothy has helped me a lot. He even got my brother and sister jobs at Forlisle Medical. I owe him so much already; I can't spend any more of his money.”
“If only he were single, I'd simply marry him, so he could handle things with peace of mind. But he's already married to Johanna.”
Charlotte may not have a head for business and loves to have fun, but she still remembers what her father taught her: when it comes to anyone other than family, it's hard to repay a favor once you owe it.
So her father always taught her that if the family has money, try to solve problems with money whenever possible, and avoid owing others any favors.
Genevieve took out two tissues and wiped her tears. “In a big corporation like yours, an admin position pays at least ten thousand, while in other companies, it's only around five to six thousand.”
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, but once she started talking, Charlotte couldn't help but cry again. “I grew up surrounded by wealth. My dad would even have some of the food I ate flown in. Later on, I received a monthly allowance of one to two million, and every time I tipped Jerry, it started at two hundred thousand...”
Thankfully, after the Benson family went bankrupt, Jeremiah was there to help her. They lived in the mansion quarter, with a private chef preparing three meals a day. Their living standards didn't decline much.
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