Vicky's true colors

Sitting across each other, Mrs. Hilda said frankly to Willow, ''I don't like you''

''I know'' Willow replied sharply. She had realized that the woman would see her as a weak person if she continued to remain meek towards her. She had made up her mind, she wasn't going to get bullied by her anymore.

''Why did you marry my son? Is it because of the money?''

''Yes, you are right. I did marry him because of his money''

''What?'' she chuckled sarcastically as she looked at Willow with a stern gaze but it didn't waver Willow one bit. She remained indifferent as she faced Mrs. Hilda Hayez.

''Your son promised to take care of my sick sister, that's why I married him. He also treats me well''

''Has anyone ever told you that you are unnecessarily blunt? Don't you think as an elder, I find your behavior very offensive?''