“That’s right,” Rochelle began. “I would like a master card for this house. How could I check in unexpectedly if I had to ring the bell? Aunt Rochelle, this house is under Hailey’s name. I can’t make that decision. If you want a master card for this place, you’ll have to ask Hailey.”

“Do you think she would really give it to me even if I asked?” Rochelle snorted coldly. She was already thinking about getting the property manager to make a copy of the access ...