The Wrong Woman

Eastville, known for its simplicity and natural beauty, was a thriving town nestled within a smaller city in Norvania.

It was where Sienna grew up, and life there was quieter and more affordable compared to bustling cities like Phoenicia, making it a popular choice for retirees.

Sienna's family resided in Eastville, and her mother, Shelly, owned a corner store in the local market.

After Sienna's father passed away, Shelly took charge of the family business by herself, with Sienna helping out occasionally. Felix never helped out at all. Instead, he often took money from Shelly. Sienna prepared dinner, packed it into a thermos, and headed to the corner store to deliver it to Shelly. Upon entering, she noticed Shelly discreetly wiping away tears.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Sienna hurriedly placed the thermos down and approached the checkout counter. She crouched beside Shelly and gently took her arms. "Why are you crying?"

Shelly swiftly brushed away her tears and forced a smile. "It's nothing, I wasn't crying."

"You're clearly lying," Sienna bluntly stated, her displeasure evident in her tone.

It was clear that Shelly had been crying. Even when Sienna's

undoubtedly linked to financial concerns. Whether driven by a fear of poverty or rooted in insecurity, her fixation on wealth had become concerning. "Is Felix back to

pulled out some loose change. "He took all the hundred-dollar bills. He's taken away several thousand. This

to keep her frustration in check, Sienna got up and patted the thermos. "Mom, please have your dinner

he was meeting friends to talk about business and asked for money to buy

saying this, Shelly suddenly slammed her hands on the

was about

upset, it revolved around money, and every time she was upset, she would cry sorrowfully. "Stop crying. I'll go find Felix," Sienna said before rushing out

very convenient. Buses arrived only every half hour, and taxis were hard to come by often needing to be booked in advance through ride-hailing apps. The

her electric scooter until she reached a bustling bar, a hotspot for Eastville's youth. It