Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After…

Chapter 177 Need Money

Anne suddenly understood why men had no resistance to women’s tears. It turned out, it wasn’t about gender! She had no resistance to Yancey’s tears either! The key was still the face!

“Hey, don’t cry. If you need money, I’ll give it to you. I can’t stand seeing handsome boys cry,” Anne said.

Anne pulled a tissue from her bag and handed it to Yancey.

Yancey tilted his head, stubbornly holding back his tears. He said, “Thanks, but I’m a man. I don’t need tissues to wipe my tears.”

Why did she find him a little cute?

Meryl asked softly, “Yancey, do you have younger siblings?”

Yancey was startled and looked at Meryl in surprise. “How did you know?”

“You were so patient when you fed Anne. You must have done that for someone before,” Meryl said.

Yancey nodded slightly and said, “I’m the eldest in my family. I have two younger sisters and a younger brother.”

“So why do you need a lot of money?” Meryl asked.

“My dad owes gambling debts… If we don’t pay, he’ll sell my two sisters,” Yancey said.

Talking about this, Yancey’s eyes reddened again. “They’re still in middle school, but he wants to sell them to rural areas to marry old bachelors and have kids.”

This was beyond absurd.

Anne questioned, “You’re not making this up, are you?”

Meryl couldn’t blame Anne for being suspicious. In this line of work, everyone claimed to have a tragic backstory to gain sympathy. What Yancey described was a world completely different from the one Anne knew.

Yancey stared at her in disbelief and said, “It’s true… If you don’t believe me, I’ll get out. You can find someone else to keep!”

Yancey was shy. As soon as he said “keep,” his cheeks turned red.

Taking this path had been a last resort. Being doubted now made him feel even more humiliated. He lowered his head. His pale fingers fumbled to undo his seatbelt, biting his lips until they turned white. He was still a kid with a lot of pride.

“Why did you take it so seriously? How much money do you need?”

“Th–thirty thousand dollars…” Yancey said.

Anne was surprised and said, “For just that amount, you’re selling yourself?”

In their top-tier social circles, just buying a bag or clothes could cost more than thirty thousand dollars. But that thirty thousand dollars could save two young girls and Yancey. For the first time, Anne felt the real value of money.

Yancey was dumbfounded. Hearing Anne say “just that amount,” he lowered his head even further. Was thirty thousand dollars just a small amount? He nervously clutched his clothes. His nails lightly dug into the fabric, feeling utterly ashamed.

Meryl said, “Anne has money. She’ll help you pay off the debt… later.”

Meryl could somewhat relate to Yancey’s situation. Her adoptive brother used to gamble too. When he lost, he would come back and demand money from her adoptive mother, Camille. When Camille couldn’t give it, he would even hit her.

Because Camille couldn’t turn her back against her own son, she often took her anger out on Meryl. Meryl’s childhood was a nightmare. She was beaten every few days until the Stone family finally took her back. Although Malcolm and Bianca weren’t particularly kind to her, at least she wasn’t bruised and battered every day.

Anne smiled and said, “Yes, Yancey. I’ll keep you. You no longer have to worry about money.”

Yancey pressed his lips together.

The scenery outside the window cast shadows across his face. He looked at Anne in the front seat as if finally gathering his courage.

“Anne, if you keep me, does that mean you’re going to sleep with me?” Yancey asked.