Upon hearing this, Bella Acker paused in sorting clothes, then said softly, "I can't always rely on Damian."
"Exactly, we women can't always depend on men; we should have our own careers. I fully support your decision," Bea said. "If anyone dares to look down on you, just drop my name, see if they still dare to mess with you."
"Alright, then you'll be my powerful backup," Bella chuckled, not taking her words seriously.
"I'm serious," Bea helped her put the sheets into the washing machine first. "Isn't there a lot of shady business in your circle? If anyone dares to pull one on you, I'll go straight up and slap them so hard they won't dare to say a word."
"Sure, you're the toughest," Bella replied somewhat perfunctorily, as she poured detergent into the washing machine and stirred with her hand.
"Hey, you…" Bea was about to say more when she saw her brother walking in from the main entrance. So she stopped talking and cheerfully ran up to him, "Hey, bro, you're here."
