Erica looked at Mary.
The kid's face was filled with worry, as if to say, "Your situation doesn't look too good."
She chuckled, "It's all good."
Mary asked, puzzled, "What's all good?"
"I mean, even if what you're worrying about happens, it's not a big deal." Erica leaned forward, hands on her knees, looking gently at Mary, "Because I have my own business, I'm pretty good at making money!"
Mary blinked.
"Aren't you living off Larkin?"
"Who said that?"
"I heard it from someone who used to live with you guys."
The monastery wasn't just for nun, monk or clergy.
If some believers wanted to stay for a while, they could.
The last time Erica visited, she stayed in a large house, with not only clergy and volunteers, but also many believers.
Erica's beauty naturally drew attention.
People liked to gossip in their free time.
Mary heard some chatter about Erica and Larkin the evening after they went to Norhaven while she was sweeping leaves.
The believers said Erica, in her thirties, still looked like she was in her twenties, must be the good life from marrying well that kept her young.
"The money Larkin earns is indeed with me, but I was already loaded before I met Larkin!" Erica answered proudly, then patted Mary's head, "And Larkin is not some random guy."
Mary had no expression.
She thought to herself, she's heard this sort of thing a lot.
Erica seemed to see through her thoughts, she laughed helplessly, "Oh well, kiddo, you might not understand. Just know, I'm really good at making money!"
"Being good at making money is even more dangerous!"
Mary suddenly thought of something.
She clenched her right fist and pounded it hard into her palm.
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