"Do you understand what I mean? I will take them to you. You keep an eye on them. Once we succeed, you will be paid!"
Ryleigh stood behind her father and saw a tall and big man patting her father's shoulder rudely.
And her father was nodding and bowing, holding a few bills in his hand, all smiles.
Her stepmother stood next to him. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes appeared as she smiled. She was no longer tart and mean.
"Understood. Mark, don't worry! I will do a good job!"
Ryleigh tilted her head, her eyes fixed on her father's hands.
She wondered, can I live a good life if I have money?
That night, her stepmother and father looked very happy. Her stepmother even made two more dishes and did not give Ryleigh the face during dinner.
The next day at breakfast, her father kept
