Isabella was amused by her antics, and her mood lightened up. She invited her into the car and drove away.
Cora sat excitedly in the car, touching here and there, and said enviously, "Is this the car your husband gave you? It's so nice!"
Isabella shook her head, "Actually, no, I bought this car myself."
"You're so rich?!"
Cora exclaimed, and then suddenly remembered Isabella's background, "Oh, right, you're the Watch King's daughter. I still can't quite get used to that; I keep forgetting! Your family is very wealthy too, so why are you working at the club? Experiencing life?"
"No, because I'm short on money."
"Doesn't your dad give you any spending money?"
"Congratulations, you're correct!"
"Where are you headed now?"
"To see my dad."
"Uh... to ask for money?"
"No, to pick a fight!"
Cora wasn't exactly dense; she cautiously asked based on previous hints, "You're not on good terms with your family?"
