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The woman seemed to be frustrated. She looked at Eunice and scolded, "Do you just follow whatever he wants blindly? Don't you know that he has high blood pressure and he can't just eat anything he wants? Also, don't assume that I don't know what you're up to. My father is not clearheaded. Are you trying to coax him into marrying you, so that when he dies, you would get his assets? Stop daydreaming. It's impossible. Now get out of here. This is your payment for taking care of him recently. Don't show your face in front of us ever again."

The woman flung a stack of money onto Eunice's face. Then, she left with the old man while Eunice stood at the table, motionless. She was being silently judged by the people in the restaurant as if they were watching a soap opera. Although the conversation only lasted a few minutes, it was enough for everyone to interpret what was going on.

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responded, "You were born in the purple. You probably haven't suffered any hardship at all in your life, have you? You probably don't know how it's like to live in poverty. People are divided into classes. People like me are destined to be trampled and humiliated since we were born. Why should I set some unnecessary boundaries for myself? It's better to be limitless. How else can I make money? Isn't it brilliant? You see, I've only taken care of him for a few days, but I've already gotten tens of thousands of dollars, not including the money that the old man gave me. You say there are so many options. Yes, I do have options. With my current education and circumstances, I can find a nine-to-five job with a salary of a few thousand dollars. I will work day and night and be bullied by my boss for the rest of my life. I may survive with bad health and grow old. In the end, I