Hearing someone describe her own daughter as being on the wrong path, Amy Andrews's expression stiffened. It took a moment for her to regain composure before she said dryly, "Grandmother's lesson is well-noted, Penelope, you go back to your room and practice calligraphy! Don't meddle in adult matters; how can a child be so unaware?"
Penelope Bates, with tears in her eyes after being despised by her family, headed unsteadily to her upstairs room. Noah Bates pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling exhausted, he sighed and continued to walk out without stopping.
"You're still leaving?"
Old Lady Bates maintained her authority undiminished from past years, "You stop right there! Are you truly willing to break this family apart for Violet Don?"
It wasn't for Violet Don, it was for himself; he had had enough of his grandmother's lawless control!