Chapter 4

After the holiday ended, Yasmin had visibly changed.

She no longer wore faded T-shirts, but had switched to designer clothes.

Within a few days, she'd gotten the latest iPhone.

Someone who used to be too stingy to even buy a cup of iced latte was now treating the other roommates to upscale Japanese restaurants averaging over a hundred dollars per person every few days.

Roommate Lily couldn't help asking curiously, "Yasmin, did you win the lottery? You've been so generous lately."

Yasmin smiled with pursed lips. "It's nothing. Just my boyfriend's gifts. He's worried I won't eat well at school, so he gave me some spending money."

"Your boyfriend must be rich! He's so generous."

When asked about her boyfriend's identity, Yasmin became evasive.

"I'll introduce you to him when there's a chance."

I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but when Yasmin said this, her eyes seemed to deliberately glance at me.

I had no interest in other people's private lives, especially Yasmin's.

Where her money came from, who she was dating---none of it concerned me.

My phone suddenly vibrated. It was the hundred thousand dollars in living expenses my dad had transferred.

I had just opened my phone to look when Yasmin immediately leaned over. "Did your dad transfer your living expenses? He's really generous."

I turned my phone face-down on the desk and gave a noncommittal hum.

"Sophia, don't you think it's unsafe for a girl to keep so much money on hand?"

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

Yasmin smiled very sincerely. "Look, this hundred thousand dollars---you'll spend it all in no time. Why don't you let me hold onto it for you? I'll save it."

"If you want to buy something, just tell me. I'll check it for you, so you don't waste money."

This was absolutely absurd.

I couldn't help but snap. "Yasmin, who do you think you are? My money is none of your business!"

The smile on her face froze, and a flash of resentment appeared in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. "Sophia, how can you say that? I'm doing this for your own good."

"Do I need you to teach me?" I cut her off. "My dad is happy to give me money to spend. I'll spend it however I want. You have no right to tell me what to do!"

Yasmin's face turned red and white.

Just when I thought she'd explode with anger, she suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Sophia, you're so arrogant now just because you're the only child of the Sterling family. But have you ever thought about what happens if your dad has a son?"

I frowned, completely unable to follow her logic. "What nonsense are you talking about? My dad only has one daughter---me. Where would a son come from!"

"Why not?"

Yasmin raised an eyebrow. "Men, you know, they always have that old-fashioned thinking. No matter how big the family business, there has to be a son to inherit it. Your dad treats you well now because he has no other choice."

She paused, then continued, "Once your dad has a son, do you think you'll still get a hundred thousand dollars a month in allowance?"

This made me furious.

Forget that my dad couldn't have more children.

Even if he could, why shouldn't I inherit my family's business?

"Yasmin, have you been watching too many TV dramas? My dad's company will definitely be left to me in the future. Stop worrying about things that don't concern you!"