Emma & Her Mistress?

"Clarissa, where are you going so early?" Emma asked and seeing that her daughter was well-dressed on a sunny Saturday. 

Clarissa was at the main door of the family, stopped, and only glanced at Emma.

"I just want to relax and go shopping? Am I can't go?" She said sarcastically.

"Isn't your father still blocking all your credit card access?" Emma said again, but Clarissa just gave her a cynical look and walked away.

"No credit card doesn't mean I don't have any money, right?"

"Never mind, you don't have to take care of me. I'm an adult and can be responsible for what I'm going to do," Clarissa replied as she left Emma.

"Mrs. Huxley, your car is ready," said a driver who had just entered.

"Okay, thank you," answered Emma.

Clarissa Huxley, she's still in her car. Busy tidying up her pretty thick makeup that day.