Amelia and her brother followed the young woman inside the house, glancing around unsure of where to sit.
The space was wide but messy, cluttered with clothes, shoes, and children's toys scattered everywhere.
The woman noticed their hesitation and said casually, "Sorry, the house is messy because of the children."
Jacob, always quick-witted, immediately pulled over a chair. "Sis, have a seat."
"Sis?" The woman, putting down her purse, turned around upon hearing his words. "Your sister went to prison, didn't she? And this one... is she that half-sister of yours?"
Jacob's expression froze, unsure whether to confirm.
He figured, since the woman had clearly investigated their family, she must know that their eldest sister was wealthy.
If she seized the chance to extort them, asking for an exorbitant amount...
Still, Amelia was already here, so obviously she wasn't planning to keep her identity hidden. Yet, she wasn't keen on directly addressing the issue either, because—