After seeing the amount of money in Richelle Dunn's account, the young master felt a little better.
However, he felt that it wasn't enough to support him and his siblings.
Richelle was only trying to prove to her son that she wasn't poor, but she had forgotten that the young master was used to receiving allowances from his elders in millions, so her money seemed like pocket change to him.
"I'll use this money to buy toys for my siblings."
The young master tried to stuff the black card back into Richelle's hand, but she couldn't possibly accept his money and pushed it back.
As she was about to say something, Roy Lewis's suspicious voice came from behind them.
"What are you guys doing?"
From Roy's perspective, he could clearly see his son and Richelle pushing a black card back and forth.
Richelle was almost scared out of her wits, but luckily, she had always had strong psychological fortitude and adaptability.
After slightly stabilizing herself, she smiled at Roy.