MAX: I'll Support You!

Inside an apartment.

"Come in. It's a little small and a little messy."

MAX took out her key, opened the door, and ushered Caroline inside.

"This is very nice..."

The lights came on. Caroline looked around and gave a proper response.

As for small, it naturally could not compare to the manor mansion her family owned. It even felt smaller than her dressing room.

As for messy, sheets of drawing paper were strewn everywhere, clearly without servants constantly tidying up.

But as an outstanding student from the Wharton School of Business, now experiencing the weightlessness of falling from heaven into hell, she naturally lost any interest in casually humblebragging.

"How much is the rent here?"

The calculating instinct Caroline's father had cultivated in her since childhood automatically kicked in after he was arrested.

"Rent?"

MAX shook her head. "I really don't know."

"You don't know?"

Caroline was surprised at first, then understood. "Did Adam rent it for you?"

"No."

MAX tossed her things aside and flopped onto the couch. "I just bought this place, so I don't know how much the rent is either."

"You bought it?"

Caroline sized up the two-bedroom apartment. She had noticed on the way in that the neighborhood was quite nice and the location was decent too. A two-bedroom like this would cost at least several hundred thousand.

"Yeah."

Seeing Caroline still standing there, MAX got up and invited her to sit down. "What would you like to drink?"

"Water is fine."

Caroline had been running around all night and was terribly thirsty, but she could not help saying, "Why buy a house when you have that kind of money? You could rent and invest the rest for better returns."

"I don't understand investing."

MAX took two bottles of water from the refrigerator and handed