"Mom, if Kayla can't take care of her, Victor can. Can't he just spend tens of thousands of dollars to hire a confinement nanny?
"Victor is a big businessman, so he probably won't care about this little money, right?"
Victor was a miser who was reluctant to spend a penny on others.
In my previous life, I didn't make a single penny from him.
I was just a free babysitter.
Kayla was irritated by what I said. "Mom, I don't need her help. I still have Victor."
Afterwards, she begged Victor to find her a high-quality confinement nanny and babysitter.
Two months later, I received a call from Victor.
"Mia, Kayla is bleeding! Hurry up and take her to the hospital!"
It was the same in my previous life. When Kayla was pregnant and felt a little uncomfortable, she would immediately call me over and ask me to find a doctor for her.
After so many times, the doctors in the hospital knew that I had a difficult sister.
They rarely interacted with me.
But my family didn't worry about anything.
Only I was the busiest.
But now, I looked at the lunch that had just been served in front of me and smacked my lips.
"No, brother-in-law. I have an operation to do later, and I can't leave."