Chapter 1305

This was to be expected; it was simply human nature.

Mona had dressed flamboyantly for the book signing. Usually, however, much of her clothing came from Amazon.

“Steven’s a very patient and gentle person,” Mona replied.

Maisy chuckled inwardly. “Patient and gentle?” Perhaps that was how Steven treated Mona and Skylar, but he could be utterly heartless towards her.

“Can you lend me some money? I just arrived in Jipsburg and need cash for rent. I didn’t want to bother Steven, so could you lend me a few tens of thousands of dollars?” Maisy’s request was blunt.

Mona looked surprised. “Lend you money?”

“Yes, you seem to have plenty. A few tens of thousands shouldn't be a problem, right? I’ll repay you once I start earning,” Maisy said casually.

Mona felt wary. It was unusual to be asked for such a large sum immediately. Furthermore, she still wasn't certain this person was Steven's cousin.

“I don’t have any cash on hand and need to check with Steven,” Mona replied diplomatically, declining the request.

Maisy leaned back, a cold smile spreading across her face. “You were so patient with your fans earlier, even helping one who was injured. But now, knowing I’m Steven’s sister, you’d rather give money to strangers than to me?”

Maisy's initial reluctance to be ruthless wavered. Escalation could easily make Steven hate her. But now, it seemed unnecessary. She was determined to show Mona true darkness.

“That’s different. You should ask Steven for help. I have things to attend to,” Mona said, rising to leave. It was clear further conversation was pointless.

“How heartless!” Maisy also stood, a cold smirk on her face as she produced a spray can from her pocket and aimed it at Mona.

A wave of dizziness washed over Mona. An overwhelming sense of helplessness surged within her. As she opened her mouth to scream, Maisy covered it. Despite the crowd, no one noticed.

Despair filled Mona's heart as she lost consciousness. Just as Maisy was about to drag her away, someone called out, “Maisy?”

Skylar awoke to a long-distance call. Seeing Natalie's name on the screen banished her sleepiness. “Nath.”

“I know it’s late, and you’re probably asleep, but I had to call. You won’t believe who I just saw.” Natalie’s voice was filled with shock.

“Who?” Skylar asked, more alert.

“It’s Maisy! I saw her in my café. But that’s not the worst of it. She met Mona and sprayed something on her face. Mona’s unconscious. I don’t know what would have happened if I hadn’t seen it and stopped her from taking Mona away. I don’t have your brother’s number, so I called you.” Natalie’s voice was laced with anxiety.

The situation was intense. Fortunately, the café was crowded. When Maisy realized she was attracting attention, she slipped away.