"It's fine, you're merely fighting fire with fire. What's wrong with that?" Old Lady Mrs. Knox looked at Hope Williams's delicate and pretty face, her eyes full of affection.
"Come, it's not often we get the chance to talk. Stay and chat with grandma."
Hope Williams smiled slightly and stood behind Old Lady Mrs. Knox, slowly pushing the wheelchair away.
Vivia Fuller's face turned exceptionally gloomy, and her brow twitched violently in anger.
It couldn't have been clearer that the old lady was protecting Hope Williams, blatantly disrespecting her.
Detestable.
Utterly detestable!
As Vivia struggled to maintain her composure, Mia Fuller didn't stop causing trouble for her in the background.
"Alexander Knox!" Mia Fuller abruptly grasped the departing Alexander's arm. "Can't you see that I'm your fiancée? I'm being bullied like this, and you're just standing there, indifferent?"