Minnie froze where she stood, hidden from the boys.

What in the world had she just learned?!

Scrooge was Donald's uncle?! But... all this time... those three had grown up as orphans! Poor orphans struggling to survive! Scrooge had all that money, all that power, and he'd just let Donald grow up in that kind of environment? Minnie's little body began to shake, and then she fled the scene, grief and rage boiling inside her like nothing she'd ever felt before. She felt sick. She felt awful.

"Where is Scrooge McDuck...!" She finally called out, demanding attention from any and all nearby servants.