Nisa squeezed her brother's hands and looked at him with a serious frown. Her brow lowered and his words did not satiate any anger she had simmering under the surface. "Then she should not have wasted your time. She looked down on you, brother. We may not have money, but money can not buy class or dignity. I do not know who this Maxim is, but I bet she was merely playing with you. And I will not be calmed by your words. I .." She folded her arms as she took a deep breath to calm herself.

"You deserve far better, and no money can make a woman who plays with men's hearts any better than those work in molly houses." She felt insulted and insulted for him! "How could you take this so calmly? You should be hurt by how she used you."