Chapter 43

Beulah, a fat woman, stepped out onto the porch, confusion knitting her brows. “Carole, did you guys hit it big or something? Why the sudden move?” she asked.

Carole was already notorious as the neighborhood gossip. Everyone pegged her as the

mistress.

Was Carole back to her old tricks? Where else would the money come from?

Beulah was racing her mind with possibilities.

Carole chuckled as she looked at Anthea. “It’s all thanks to Ann here. She got a real knack for the stock market and made a nice sum.

Beulah gleamed her eyes with envy. “Carole, you sure have raised a golden girl! If only my Molly had half her brains, we’d have moved out of this dump ages ago!”

Beulah turned to Anthea, continuing. “So Ann, how does this whole stock market work? Maybe you could give Molly a few tips? Help her make some money so we can get out of this hellhole sooner!”

The other neighbors quickly chimed in, “Yeah, teach our kids too!”

Anthea smiled slightly. “Trading stocks is a lot like gambling with win and lose. There are plenty who’ve lost everything. I can’t teach that, nor can I guarantee anyone will make money.”

faltered her

bitch wouldn’t even share a little

some money. What was the

a love child, after all. If it wasn’t for her knack for earning, who would even bother with

by side for years. Surely you won’t refuse to help

even give the time of day to some

calm, “Beulah, it’s not about whether I want to teach or not. I just

to teach, then just say it! No need for the song and dance – I can see right through

score with your

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couldn’t help but laugh.

lifetimes, she had never met someone so

one to take things

she retorted with deliberate clarity, cutting Beulah off. “Beulah,

teach a stray cat

those who envied her yet couldn’t touch

her face,

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