"Did you work at a corporate or win a jackpot prize in a game?" Jonathan asked with a small laugh, his lips twisting in that kind of smile people wear when they feel superior.
Their family wasn't rich, but they were slightly better off than Ren's, and Jonathan's confidence came from being a straight-A student taking up a doctorate. He looked around the fine-dining setup with a smirk that screamed I belong here more than you.
"Because honestly," he added, "I can't see how a college student could afford this." Then he turned toward Helen and Troy. "Auntie, Uncle, did you sell everything you owned back in Zone C?"
Hazel chuckled under her breath. Roni's parents relaxed, their faces lighting up as if Jonathan had just explained away a mystery. Of course—that must be it. There was no way Helen and Troy suddenly got rich. They must have sold their house and all their belongings.
