Will you help me?

Mia Garcia looked at Clara Brown with swollen, tearful eyes and said plaintively, "Mom, things have already turned out this way, what should I do? I know I was wrong now. No matter how good the Third Young Master Collins is, he can't give me marriage, and no matter how generous he is, he isn't as generous as Uncle Lee."

"But now that it has happened, how can we salvage it?" Mia said with a mix of grievance and pain, "Mom, will you help me?"

Seeing Mia also becoming flustered at this moment, Clara felt relieved inside. Fortunately, Mia hadn't been completely swept away by the Third Young Master Collins and knew who provided the greater tangible benefits.

"You are my daughter, who else would I help but you?" Clara immediately assumed the protective mother role and said, "Wait for a couple of days until your Uncle Lee has calmed down a bit. I will go see him alone to communicate your true feelings now, and then we'll accompany him and give him a good time again."