Bella chuckled, hearing Tristan's sentence.
While smiling lovingly at him, Bella slowly raised her hand and pinched his tall, sharp nose, teasing him.
"My jealous husband, have you ever heard the phrase 'small talk'? I'm just making small talk with my Grandpa, alright! There's no way I can ask him for money. Of course, I will ask you..."
Tristan's gloomy eyes gradually brightened as if a flame had reignited within him. He was happy to hear her answer.
"I haven't spent any of the money you sent me when we..." Bella didn't continue her words. She skipped uttering those words again.
Bella continued, "And the money I got from selling the house is still in my bank account," she stated nonchalantly, unaware of her husband's reaction. "I plan to use this money to put an end to my uncle and father's wicked actions. I hope you don't have any objections if I use this money for that purpose."