Twenty Million for a Glimpse

Maya looked unimpressed. "Give me a break, will you? I really don't like women, and I barely have enough money to support myself, let alone feed you. I'd starve."

Stella snorted coldly, "Boring. There goes my dream of not having to work because of you."

Maya couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, stop joking. I know you too well. You can't stand not working for a day. How could you possibly stay idle