"...Tsk." James Shelton hummed lightly while driving, "Kids being too opportunistic isn't good."
"..."
"If he were your dad, could he accompany you every day for sketching? Who takes you out early every morning for field trips and tirelessly picks you up again?" James earnestly advised Erin Ginger about her values, "Even dogs don't hate a poor family, and yet you treat your father like this?"
Erin pouted, "But I want to live with her."
It was all James Shelton's fault for being useless, making him and Daisy Ginger separate. Erin's little mind was filled with disdain for James.
James sighed deeply, "Who doesn't want to live with her..." There's just no way.
*
Daisy Ginger sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette, then stood up and flicked the ashes off her clothes.
For some reason, tonight felt particularly lonely.
She walked to the dressing table, opened the jewelry box, and took out the platinum diamond ring.
