Jessica looked shocked. "You don't think..."
She stopped, waving her hand dismissively. "No, I've met the boy. He's timid and stutters a bit. In no way he’s the sharpest tool in the shed. He couldn't have done such a thing. The Heninger family wouldn't allow it."
Leopold's eyes deepened, bottomless and inscrutable. "I'll accompany you back to the Heninger's residence for Grandma's 90th birthday. We'll meet him then."
"Very well." Jessica nodded approvingly.
At that moment, the butler announced Melissa's arrival.
Leopold had forbidden her from freely entering the Stirling Mansion. She could only enter with permission and stay on the first floor like a guest.
Jessica instructed the butler to let her in.
Melissa was on the verge of despair. Since Leopold froze her family's trust fund, she had been living on borrowed money with her debts piling up.
When she entered, she began to complain, "Mom, when will my allowance be reinstated? I'm nearly out of money for food."
Jessica stared at her. "If you can't afford food, find a job. Stop lazing around."
Melissa's eyes welled up with tears as she said, "Mom, my health condition stops me from getting up early. If I get up early, I'll have no energy for the rest of the day."
"Save your breath. Begging won't help." Leopold put down his coffee cup, his gaze cold and sharp as a blade. The trust fund was under his control. Without his order, no one else's words held any sway.
Melissa pretended to be poor right there. "Are you trying to starve your sister to death?"
"I have many sisters. Your presence or absence won't make a difference," Leopold's tone was chilling, devoid of warmth. Even the sunlight that streamed in seemed to freeze in its presence.
Melissa shivered at his words.
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