Wishing That Her Deadbeat Husband Won't Ever Return Again

|-Mrs. Fu-|

Liliana didn't know that the mother and son continued talking about her.

Harris even had to call the boss at his part-time job, telling him that he would clock in a bit late. Fortunately, the boss understood and didn't ask him much.

"Mom... where did you meet Miss Xin?" asked Harris, already in full interrogation mode, "Is she crazy? Pay our debt? If you work for her?"

Mrs. Fu heaved out a sigh. Tilting her head, she stared at her son's baffled expression.

It was justifiable to be cautious. Mrs. Fu also thought that Liliana's offer was too good to be true.

The debt her useless husband forced on her was more than a few hundred thousand now. It was a really, really big amount to anyone, especially to her family that lived under the poverty line.