The hidden heir of Wayne

One twenty six: How much is your net worth?

For the first time in a while, Vienna was heading out of the house but there was nothing to wear but a repetition of clothes. She didn't make any complaints about it though but the heavy sigh she heaved was more than enough.

Even though she had nowhere to go, she would have loved to have been given a heads up to pack her clothes when she was called over.

For how long was she going to be with Ivan in his home and how long would she have to live with the same cloth repeated over and over and over again?

But still, she never voiced out a complaint.

Ivan gave a slight smile as she looked across his way which she mirrored. Her crazy brother-in-law had demanded an attention with her later in the afternoon. In his words, "share lunch with me."

Since it was just him, she was barely interested in impressing him with the clothes she wore and he wouldn't even know that she had been repeating them but still, she did. She knew of the number of times she had worn it, wearing Ivan's top inside the