Mr. Taylor, who was looking at his phone because of work, raised his head and frowned. There were only a few people whom his son didn't like and when he saw his daughter in the distance, he simply said, "Ignore her."
"Hmph, did she forget that this mall belongs to you, Dad?" Cero snorted.
"Forget her." Mr. Taylor didn't care of this daughter. Whenever she was mentioned, his wife would be angry, so he didn't want to see her again. Also, he had read the report of his wife's meeting with Riya, so he knew that it would be impossible to coax her to agree donating her kidney.
After checking around, Mr. Taylor also found out that Riya was not as poor as they thought.
So it would require more planning to make her willing to agree with the donation.
Cero was still making a fuss.
On the other side, Riya didn't care about them and after paying for the snacks, she made a mental note not to come to this mall again. It seemed that she had to check her fortune next time she got out to avoid meeting unwanted people.
It didn't take long for Riya to return to her dormitory and busy putting away those snacks. Some in the refrigerator and the rest were tucked into her world's space.
After she was done, Riya opened her phone and saw their floor dormitory chat group was flashing.
The dormitory had 5 floors in total. They were all staying in the fourth floor and there were a total of four rooms, two for two people and two for one person. In total, there were six people who stayed in this floor but three of them came from rich family and didn't usually stay here. So only three people usually stayed in this floor.
This time, Amelia came, so there were at least four people in this dormitory.
Riya rarely chatted inside, but it didn't mean that she didn't read the message. If there was anything important, they would send a message in this group.
Fourth Floor Block A Dormitory Group Chat
The prettiest girl: Hey, hey, did you read the recent news? There's a report that Alden Family daughter is going crazy yesterday.
I want a red packet: Huh? What kind of news are you talking about?
I'm a baby: Do you mean about her suddenly wanting to become a butcher and headed to various butchering place?
The prettiest girl: Yes. I didn't know why, she suddenly wants to become a butcher and go to kill various pigs, cows, and many others. My parents are talking about it.
I want a red packet: The Alden Family didn't block the news?
The prettiest girl: How can they block it when she's posting the news about this in the social media? She's even asking that if there's any lack of butcher, they can find her.
Pampered baby: Wow, seriously? I didn't expect her to suddenly like killing pigs.
The prettiest girl: The Alden Family are going crazy trying to cover up this news. but the reporters are having a carnival about this. I wonder what happened to her.
Pampered baby: OwO. I guess it's time for me to ask my brother about this.
I want a red packet: Damn, I will also ask my family members.
Riya read the news and blinked her eyes.
Pampered baby was Amelia while the rest were the people in the other dormitory in this floor. The prettiest girl and I'm a baby have similar family background with Amelia and could be categorized as rich ladies. In fact, I'm a baby is Amelia's cousin. Not the one who pestered her but had relatively good relationship with Amelia.
I want a red packet had a much better background than them, but not as comparable as these three.
The rest hadn't talked yet, but they might come later.
"Little Riya, did you read the chats?"
"I did." Riya looked at Amelia speechlessly. "Do you need to slam the door for this?"
"Hey, I'm just excited." Amelia pursed her lips. "I think that this Alden Family miss is like my brother. They're both fascinated with something, so I want to ask him!"
Riya watched as Amelia jumped to the bed and happily chatted her brother. She took her phone and began to browse the news, wondering whether there were more strange people recently.
Having experienced that world and thrown there inexplicably, Riya began to wonder whether there were others who also experienced it.