Permission to be sad, to hate
"But it is still different from a mother's care. I have not seen you in so long and I heard you entered a new dungeon and came out. That is amazing. My friend's brother's neighbor once discovered an F-rank dungeon and he was awarded 3 million rands by the government."
The pit that was in Zane's stomach stopped caving in and he paused at her words. The money. She had contacted him for the huge money that he would soon be getting from the government after the officers of the Squad that the government sent in, confirmed and designated the dungeon. For some reason, he actually felt relaxed that it was money. He knew that his mother's spending habits had all but tripled since he joined the Valois family and he should do something before things got worse but he did not know what to do about his mother, on ordinary days, he would much prefer it if he did not even think about it.
"The government has not yet contacted me about anything yet."