The Chance

"Well, okay, then I'll ask someone to pick you up first." Sean hung up the phone in a good mood. Then he glanced at his younger brother, Shelton, as if nothing had happened. Shelton opened his mouth wide and praised Sean. "Tsk tsk! Sean, you are really a master... You're so good at pretending to be disappointed in love!" He cleared his throat and imitated Sean's tone. "Ahem... Daisy, I'm in a bad mood. Is your class over? Do you have time to accompany me? When I'm alone, I can't help imagining things and drinking too much..." Sean had no expression on his face and ignored Shelton. He pulled open the drawer behind him, took out the checkbook, and asked directly, "How much do you want?" Shelton's face immediately changed. "Hee hee, Sean, you are good! You can give me as much as you see fit..." Because Shelton was not competent and mature enough, Callan gave him less money than his two brothers. If he needed anything, he still had to ask Sean for help. Sean wrote down a string of numbers