Chapter 329: The Lonely One
“How can someone not know whether they need money or not?” Abigail grumbled at Leon.
“Then do you think you need money?” Leon countered.
Abigail froze at the question. Come to think of it… she wasn’t sure either.
She was the only child in her family. Her father ran Pierre’s General Store in town. Although there was competition from Joja Mart, business was actually quite good. Her money-loving father was also exceptionally skilled at making money—never missing the chance to set up a stall even during festivals meant for rest and entertainment, and somehow always turning a profit.
So Abigail figured her family’s situation was decent. Pierre almost always gave her plenty of weekly pocket money, and if she helped out occasionally, he’d reward her generously.
Outsiders might think Pierre was stingy and greedy, but toward his daughter, he was always generous.
But if she claimed she didn’t need money, that wasn’t exactly true either. There were many things she couldn’t bring herself to buy—or rather, couldn’t save enough to buy—so she kept quiet.
“See? You don’t know if you need money or not either. But it’s not really a problem. That’s what you call a fortunate kind of trouble. Whether you know the answer or not doesn’t matter, because people who truly lack money will always give a definite answer.”
As Leon spoke, he sat down beside her. The soft grass beneath him made for a perfect cushion—very comfortable to sit on.