"My daughter lives right there." Mother Chip quickly boasted, "She's wealthy, you know Jillian Carter? Jillian Carter is my daughter."
Who in this city doesn't know Jillian Carter?
The driver grinned, "Who doesn't know Jillian Carter? James Carter is her brother, Gwendolyn Young is her mother. James Carter and Gwendolyn Young are big stars, they're big stars from our city, the pride of our city, so who couldn't recognize Jillian Carter?"
"But, Jillian Carter is the daughter of a rich family, how could she be your daughter? You must be joking." The driver clearly didn't believe Mother Chip's words, thinking she was joking, and didn't continue the conversation, starting the car and driving to the address.
"Jillian Carter came from my belly, how could she not be my daughter?" Mother Chip grumbled unsatisfied in the backseat, but the driver ignored her, no matter how much she murmured, it was useless.
One hour later, the taxi stopped at the residential community doorway.
