In My Desperate Time

Chapter 463: You Are Short of Money

"You want to see Sabina? What do you want to see her about?" I look at him and ask in confusion.

"I've already investigated the matter. The reason seems to be that Mom is short of money. We need to go and ask about this."

It turns out that he has also investigated this matter.

I thought he didn't care about it.

Perhaps, he and Mindy receive the news at about the same time.

If he agrees to investigate Hilda, can he find out some clues?

However, he doesn't think something is wrong with Hilda from the start. Even though I'm terribly worried, it doesn't help.

"OK. Let's go ask," I smile faintly and say to him.

Frances frowns and stares at me with curiosity.

"You don't seem surprised."

"I was on the phone with Mindy just now. She told me."

I've already made it clear. There's no point in hiding it from him.

Frances nods with a thoughtful expression. With my hand in his, we walk out together.

When I go downstairs, old Mr. Louis is putting medicine on his hand.

I take a look at his hand. Because of the aging of his skin, his wounds are recovering very slowly, and even festering.

It pains me to see him struggling to put medicine on his hand.

I want to go over and help him. Frances knows what I'm thinking.

He shakes his head at me and says in a low voice, "Don't go over. He is stubborn. If you go to help him, he'll probably even refuse to apply medicine."

I nod and walk past old Mr. Louis with my head lowered.

Frances drives me to where Sabina lives.

This time, he does not knock on the door, but takes out a key.

"How did you get the key?"

I look at him in surprise and ask in a small voice.

"Do you think such a thing is difficult for me?"

Of course not.

To Frances, there is nothing difficult in this world.

I curl my lips and make no reply.

Frances gently opens the door and then walks in.

Sabina is sitting at the table, eating breakfast, eyes glazed.

I look around, only to find she's alone in the house.

She has trouble moving around, so why doesn't she hire a servant?

Sabina is shocked to see us and when she looks at me, she looks very afraid. Maybe she's already learned that I know she sold the ring.

"Why ... why are you here?" she asks in a panic. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"We're here, of course, for breakfast."

As Frances speaks, he takes me to sit down at the table.

On the table is a fancy breakfast.

In the corner, there is a takeout box.

So all this was just takeout ordered by Sabina.

Frances has a glance at the food on the table and smiles at Sabina, "Look at all this. Mom, I don't think you're short of money. Why did you take Jane's ring and sell it for money?"

Sabina's hands stop moving. She probably didn't expect Frances to ask her so straightforwardly.

Not to mention her, not even me.

She takes a look at us and lowers her head, seemingly thinking about whether to tell the truth.

After pondering for a while, she looks at me.

"If it was in the past, I would never take a fancy to your ring."

I nod to show that I know.

Sabina has always been arrogant, so she is quite above theft.

So, what is the real reason?

She looks at Frances and sighs, "I did this because of your dad."