Chapter 361

"Take it!" Gabrielle said while forcing the money into my hand. I returned it to her. "I really don't need it." "Take it!" "I really don't need it." As we pushed the money back and forth, a middle-aged woman suddenly interrupted, "What are you two doing?" I turned around and saw a well-dressed, elegant-looking middle-aged woman approaching quickly, her gaze harsh and critical. Upon seeing her, Gabrielle gasped in surprise. "Mom?" Mom? This woman was her mother? I looked carefully and could see some resemblance between them. Both had oval faces, delicate eyebrows, and small mouths. "Mom, what are you doing here? I told you I want to be independent. I don't need you to take care of me, and I don't want you to find me. Why did you come?" The woman immediately had an angry and fierce expression. "How can I not care about you? If I don't care, you'll end up living in this filthy building, associating with these unsavory men." Her usage of the words "filthy building" left me with