Yvonne Finley unwittingly cast her gaze in the direction outside the courtyard.
She was somewhat hopeful that he might be coming.
Daisy Lambert glanced at her watch, unbothered, "Who knows? He's busying himself all day, but he plays the perfect prodigal son."
"You're the one spoiling him, aren't you? It's obvious that you're afraid your son would be confined by rigid Baker family rules, so you deliberately created this environment and opportunities for him. When will you get rid of this stubbornness of yours?"
No one understood his daughter better than Mr. Lambert.
He hit the nail on the head.
Daisy Lambert, however, remained calm, "It was his decision to take this path, as his mother, I naturally have to support him."
She was defeated by her love.
Trapped within the grand household of the affluent.
But for her son.
She certainly wanted him to live freely.
Unfortunately...