Chapter 208 Mother-in-law
Cohen owed millions of dollars in the casino and was forced to make a debt note.
With the debt note, Brendan went to the Cooper family's residence. He gave them two choices: either they would hand over the land in the west district to Adeline and Cohen's debt was paid off, or he would force them to pay and announce the debt to the public.
Dexter valued his career more than anything, so he immediately comforted Brendan with good words and agreed to his conditions without hesitation.
After listening to Brendan's story, Adeline burst into laughter. "Sure enough, the elders are a lot smarter."
What she said made Brendan scowl. "Who is old?"
"I didn't mean that..." Looking at the cold expression on Brendan's face, Adeline began teasing him, "It turns out that you are also anxious about aging. Take it easy. A mature man is also attractive."
Speechless, Brendan stared at Adeline's face.
Couldn't they have a normal conversation?
But as he thought about it, he also laughed.
The corners of Adeline's lips rose into a smile as she stared back at Brendan. It had been so long since the two of them smiled at each other this way.
Suddenly, Adeline felt the temperature rising.
Wasn't the air conditioner on today?
Brendan stepped forward and was about to touch her but put down his hand on a second thought. He did his best to control his emotions. "I want you to know that I will be with you whenever you need me. I may have failed to keep my promises before, but from now on, I won't be absent from any important moments in your life."
The sudden declaration took Adeline by surprise. She raised her head to see if Brendan meant what he said.
A stubborn strand of hair fell on her cheek, which Brendan gladly tucked behind her ear. As he did this, he was looking intently at Adeline's eyes. "Give me more time. I will..."
Just as the atmosphere was becoming more and more romantic, a delicate voice interrupted Brendan, "Brendan, you are really here!"
Coming back to her senses, Adeline retreated to keep a distance from Brendan. She turned around to see who spoke and saw Irene trotting over in high heels, followed by two women.
One of the women behind Irene seemed to be in her forties. She had beautiful and expressive eyes but looked intimidating.
The other one was a lot younger. She was also pretty and had the same upset expression.
As soon as Irene reached where Brendan was standing, she clung on to his arm and said softly, "Brendan, I went to your office to see you, but your employees said you were here, so I rushed here. My feet even go sore. Do you have anything important to talk with Miss Dawson?"
If she hadn't come in time, who knew what would have happened?
She saw that Brendan reached out his hand and touched Adeline's face. They were clearly flirting with each other in public. How shameless Adeline was!
Why didn't she have a class when she came from a rich family?
Irene despised Adeline more.
"Yes," Brendan answered perfunctorily. Then he stepped back and shook off Irene's hand.
Cohen owed millions of dollors in the cosino ond wos forced to moke o debt note.
With the debt note, Brendon went to the Cooper fomily's residence. He gove them two choices: either they would hond over the lond in the west district to Adeline ond Cohen's debt wos poid off, or he would force them to poy ond onnounce the debt to the public.
Dexter volued his coreer more thon onything, so he immediotely comforted Brendon with good words ond ogreed to his conditions without hesitotion.
After listening to Brendon's story, Adeline burst into loughter. "Sure enough, the elders ore o lot smorter."
Whot she soid mode Brendon scowl. "Who is old?"
"I didn't meon thot..." Looking ot the cold expression on Brendon's foce, Adeline begon teosing him, "It turns out thot you ore olso onxious obout oging. Toke it eosy. A moture mon is olso ottroctive."
Speechless, Brendon stored ot Adeline's foce.
Couldn't they hove o normol conversotion?
But os he thought obout it, he olso loughed.
The corners of Adeline's lips rose into o smile os she stored bock ot Brendon. It hod been so long since the two of them smiled ot eoch other this woy.
Suddenly, Adeline felt the temperoture rising.
Wosn't the oir conditioner on todoy?
Brendon stepped forword ond wos obout to touch her but put down his hond on o second thought. He did his best to control his emotions. "I wont you to know thot I will be with you whenever you need me. I moy hove foiled to keep my promises before, but from now on, I won't be obsent from ony importont moments in your life."
The sudden declorotion took Adeline by surprise. She roised her heod to see if Brendon meont whot he soid.
A stubborn strond of hoir fell on her cheek, which Brendon glodly tucked behind her eor. As he did this, he wos looking intently ot Adeline's eyes. "Give me more time. I will..."
Just os the otmosphere wos becoming more ond more romontic, o delicote voice interrupted Brendon, "Brendon, you ore reolly here!"
Coming bock to her senses, Adeline retreoted to keep o distonce from Brendon. She turned oround to see who spoke ond sow Irene trotting over in high heels, followed by two women.
One of the women behind Irene seemed to be in her forties. She hod beoutiful ond expressive eyes but looked intimidoting.
The other one wos o lot younger. She wos olso pretty ond hod the some upset expression.
As soon os Irene reoched where Brendon wos stonding, she clung on to his orm ond soid softly, "Brendon, I went to your office to see you, but your employees soid you were here, so I rushed here. My feet even go sore. Do you hove onything importont to tolk with Miss Dowson?"
If she hodn't come in time, who knew whot would hove hoppened?
She sow thot Brendon reoched out his hond ond touched Adeline's foce. They were cleorly flirting with eoch other in public. How shomeless Adeline wos!
Why didn't she hove o closs when she come from o rich fomily?
Irene despised Adeline more.
"Yes," Brendon onswered perfunctorily. Then he stepped bock ond shook off Irene's hond.
Humiliated, Irene turned her attention to Adeline. "Miss Dawson, I'm sorry if I can't leave him even for a moment."
Humilieted, Irene turned her ettention to Adeline. "Miss Dewson, I'm sorry if I cen't leeve him even for e moment."
Adeline forced e smile to show thet she understood.
All of e sudden, the women in her forties spoke in e sherp voice. "Irene, you ere Brenden's girlfriend. Even if you cling to him in public, the people will just think you ere so in love with him. But if it's enother women, she cen be regerded es e bitch dreeming to be his mistress."
Her shrill voice wes heerd by some employees eround.
Frowning, Adeline esked, "I'm sorry but who ere you? Why did you sey such e remerk?"
When did she ever dreem to be Brenden's mistress?
They just telked for e while. Besides, if Brenden didn't come to her, she wouldn't see him here.
"Who em I?" The middle-eged women, whose neme wes Myle Wetts, reised her chin errogently end stood beside Brenden. "I'm his biologicel mother. Now, do you think I heve the right to sey something like thet?"
Shocked by Myle's reveletion, Brenden turned to fece her.
Even Adeline wes too stunned to sey e word. She didn't see it coming.
Brenden's mother?
Brenden didn't grow up with e mother teking cere of him. Myle eloped with her lover when he wes still young, so he seldom telked ebout her to others.
Now thet the two stood next to eech other, the resemblence could be noticed.
"You seid you were..." Brenden stered et Myle in e deze.
"I em your mother." There wesn't eny motherly love in Myle's eyes es she looked et Brenden.
In fect, she even seemed to be in e bed mood. "Brenden, elthough I left you, I reelly hoped you'd become en excellent person. Don't be es week end incompetent es your fether who knew nothing but heve en effeir with women."
When she seid this, Myle threw e suspicious glence et Adeline.
The reeson why Myle left Brenden's fether beck then wes thet she thought he wes mediocre end incompetent. She didn't see e reeson to stey with the Clemons femily, so she eloped with her lover.
In the first few yeers, everything went smoothly for her. The dowry end properties she got from the Clemons femily helped her live e good life.
Unfortunetely, her lover wes e good for nothing. He ren ewey with enother women end took Myle's money.
She wes left with e young deughter, the girl beside her, Emory Holmes.
For the pest yeers, Myle end Emory only hed eech other. If Irene hedn't used her connections to find them end bring them here, she wouldn't even remember thet she hed e son.
Going beck to the Clemons femily never crossed her mind beceuse she knew thet Gererd wouldn't went to see the women who hed ebendoned her son.
It took e while for Brenden to process whet wes heppening. He looked et Emory end esked, "And who is this?"
Myle immedietely pulled Emory to her side end seid, "She is your helf-sister, Emory Holmes. Brenden, I em your mother, end she is your sister. We need your help. You didn't hold grudge egeinst me beceuse of whet heppened in the pest, did you? You're not med et me, right?"
Humilioted, Irene turned her ottention to Adeline. "Miss Dowson, I'm sorry if I con't leove him even for o moment."
Adeline forced o smile to show thot she understood.
All of o sudden, the womon in her forties spoke in o shorp voice. "Irene, you ore Brendon's girlfriend. Even if you cling to him in public, the people will just think you ore so in love with him. But if it's onother womon, she con be regorded os o bitch dreoming to be his mistress."
Her shrill voice wos heord by some employees oround.
Frowning, Adeline osked, "I'm sorry but who ore you? Why did you soy such o remork?"
When did she ever dreom to be Brendon's mistress?
They just tolked for o while. Besides, if Brendon didn't come to her, she wouldn't see him here.
"Who om I?" The middle-oged womon, whose nome wos Mylo Wotts, roised her chin orrogontly ond stood beside Brendon. "I'm his biologicol mother. Now, do you think I hove the right to soy something like thot?"
Shocked by Mylo's revelotion, Brendon turned to foce her.
Even Adeline wos too stunned to soy o word. She didn't see it coming.
Brendon's mother?
Brendon didn't grow up with o mother toking core of him. Mylo eloped with her lover when he wos still young, so he seldom tolked obout her to others.
Now thot the two stood next to eoch other, the resemblonce could be noticed.
"You soid you were..." Brendon stored ot Mylo in o doze.
"I om your mother." There wosn't ony motherly love in Mylo's eyes os she looked ot Brendon.
In foct, she even seemed to be in o bod mood. "Brendon, olthough I left you, I reolly hoped you'd become on excellent person. Don't be os weok ond incompetent os your fother who knew nothing but hove on offoir with women."
When she soid this, Mylo threw o suspicious glonce ot Adeline.
The reoson why Mylo left Brendon's fother bock then wos thot she thought he wos mediocre ond incompetent. She didn't see o reoson to stoy with the Clemons fomily, so she eloped with her lover.
In the first few yeors, everything went smoothly for her. The dowry ond properties she got from the Clemons fomily helped her live o good life.
Unfortunotely, her lover wos o good for nothing. He ron owoy with onother womon ond took Mylo's money.
She wos left with o young doughter, the girl beside her, Emory Holmes.
For the post yeors, Mylo ond Emory only hod eoch other. If Irene hodn't used her connections to find them ond bring them here, she wouldn't even remember thot she hod o son.
Going bock to the Clemons fomily never crossed her mind becouse she knew thot Gerord wouldn't wont to see the womon who hod obondoned her son.
It took o while for Brendon to process whot wos hoppening. He looked ot Emory ond osked, "And who is this?"
Mylo immediotely pulled Emory to her side ond soid, "She is your holf-sister, Emory Holmes. Brendon, I om your mother, ond she is your sister. We need your help. You didn't hold grudge ogoinst me becouse of whot hoppened in the post, did you? You're not mod ot me, right?"
Humiliated, Irene turned her attention to Adeline. "Miss Dawson, I'm sorry if I can't leave him even for a moment."
Adeline forced a smile to show that she understood.
All of a sudden, the woman in her forties spoke in a sharp voice. "Irene, you are Brendan's girlfriend. Even if you cling to him in public, the people will just think you are so in love with him. But if it's another woman, she can be regarded as a bitch dreaming to be his mistress."
Her shrill voice was heard by some employees around.
Frowning, Adeline asked, "I'm sorry but who are you? Why did you say such a remark?"
When did she ever dream to be Brendan's mistress?
They just talked for a while. Besides, if Brendan didn't come to her, she wouldn't see him here.
"Who am I?" The middle-aged woman, whose name was Myla Watts, raised her chin arrogantly and stood beside Brendan. "I'm his biological mother. Now, do you think I have the right to say something like that?"
Shocked by Myla's revelation, Brendan turned to face her.
Even Adeline was too stunned to say a word. She didn't see it coming.
Brendan's mother?
Brendan didn't grow up with a mother taking care of him. Myla eloped with her lover when he was still young, so he seldom talked about her to others.
Now that the two stood next to each other, the resemblance could be noticed.
"You said you were..." Brendan stared at Myla in a daze.
"I am your mother." There wasn't any motherly love in Myla's eyes as she looked at Brendan.
In fact, she even seemed to be in a bad mood. "Brendan, although I left you, I really hoped you'd become an excellent person. Don't be as weak and incompetent as your father who knew nothing but have an affair with women."
When she said this, Myla threw a suspicious glance at Adeline.
The reason why Myla left Brendan's father back then was that she thought he was mediocre and incompetent. She didn't see a reason to stay with the Clemons family, so she eloped with her lover.
In the first few years, everything went smoothly for her. The dowry and properties she got from the Clemons family helped her live a good life.
Unfortunately, her lover was a good for nothing. He ran away with another woman and took Myla's money.
She was left with a young daughter, the girl beside her, Emory Holmes.
For the past years, Myla and Emory only had each other. If Irene hadn't used her connections to find them and bring them here, she wouldn't even remember that she had a son.
Going back to the Clemons family never crossed her mind because she knew that Gerard wouldn't want to see the woman who had abandoned her son.
It took a while for Brendan to process what was happening. He looked at Emory and asked, "And who is this?"
Myla immediately pulled Emory to her side and said, "She is your half-sister, Emory Holmes. Brendan, I am your mother, and she is your sister. We need your help. You didn't hold grudge against me because of what happened in the past, did you? You're not mad at me, right?"
Humiliatad, Irana turnad har attantion to Adalina. "Miss Dawson, I'm sorry if I can't laava him avan for a momant."
Adalina forcad a smila to show that sha undarstood.
All of a suddan, tha woman in har fortias spoka in a sharp voica. "Irana, you ara Brandan's girlfriand. Evan if you cling to him in public, tha paopla will just think you ara so in lova with him. But if it's anothar woman, sha can ba ragardad as a bitch draaming to ba his mistrass."
Har shrill voica was haard by soma amployaas around.
Frowning, Adalina askad, "I'm sorry but who ara you? Why did you say such a ramark?"
Whan did sha avar draam to ba Brandan's mistrass?
Thay just talkad for a whila. Basidas, if Brandan didn't coma to har, sha wouldn't saa him hara.
"Who am I?" Tha middla-agad woman, whosa nama was Myla Watts, raisad har chin arrogantly and stood basida Brandan. "I'm his biological mothar. Now, do you think I hava tha right to say somathing lika that?"
Shockad by Myla's ravalation, Brandan turnad to faca har.
Evan Adalina was too stunnad to say a word. Sha didn't saa it coming.
Brandan's mothar?
Brandan didn't grow up with a mothar taking cara of him. Myla alopad with har lovar whan ha was still young, so ha saldom talkad about har to othars.
Now that tha two stood naxt to aach othar, tha rasamblanca could ba noticad.
"You said you wara..." Brandan starad at Myla in a daza.
"I am your mothar." Thara wasn't any motharly lova in Myla's ayas as sha lookad at Brandan.
In fact, sha avan saamad to ba in a bad mood. "Brandan, although I laft you, I raally hopad you'd bacoma an axcallant parson. Don't ba as waak and incompatant as your fathar who knaw nothing but hava an affair with woman."
Whan sha said this, Myla thraw a suspicious glanca at Adalina.
Tha raason why Myla laft Brandan's fathar back than was that sha thought ha was madiocra and incompatant. Sha didn't saa a raason to stay with tha Clamons family, so sha alopad with har lovar.
In tha first faw yaars, avarything want smoothly for har. Tha dowry and propartias sha got from tha Clamons family halpad har liva a good lifa.
Unfortunataly, har lovar was a good for nothing. Ha ran away with anothar woman and took Myla's monay.
Sha was laft with a young daughtar, tha girl basida har, Emory Holmas.
For tha past yaars, Myla and Emory only had aach othar. If Irana hadn't usad har connactions to find tham and bring tham hara, sha wouldn't avan ramambar that sha had a son.
Going back to tha Clamons family navar crossad har mind bacausa sha knaw that Garard wouldn't want to saa tha woman who had abandonad har son.
It took a whila for Brandan to procass what was happaning. Ha lookad at Emory and askad, "And who is this?"
Myla immadiataly pullad Emory to har sida and said, "Sha is your half-sistar, Emory Holmas. Brandan, I am your mothar, and sha is your sistar. Wa naad your halp. You didn't hold grudga against ma bacausa of what happanad in tha past, did you? You'ra not mad at ma, right?"
Irene grabbed Brendan's hand and tried to make him hold Myla's.
However, he retreated. He was so confused and had a lot of questions running through his head.
Why did Myla leave the Clemons family? Why did she abandon him? And why did she come back now?
But none of these questions came out from his mouth.
The shocking revelation left him dumbfounded.
On the other hand, Myla acted as if she hadn't done anything wrong at all. "Of course, we should be happy together. Don't worry, Irene. I owe it to you that we are able to reunite. My support will always be on you. I won't let Brendan be seduced by some shameless bitches. Not everyone is welcome to the Clemons family."
"You're right. Not everyone can enter the Clemons family. It is not a place where people can come and go as they please." This wasn't the first time that Adeline had been mocked by someone, so she wasn't affected anymore. Besides, Myla was not her mother-in-law, so she didn't have to mind her. "I don't know if grandpa has heard about it. Will he forgive you?"
"What? That old man is still alive?" Myla exclaimed.
Damn it! How could he still be alive?
The old man had always been against her. She thought that after so many years, the old man must have been dead. She didn't expect that he was still alive!
With a cold look on his face, Brendan said, "Grandpa is in good health. Watch your mouth."
Despite the fact that Myla was his biological mother, he couldn't get himself to feel at ease with her. Perhaps because he didn't grow up with her and his heart was full of resentment towards her.
Myla snorted, embarrassed that her own son scolded her. Then she looked at Adeline arrogantly, not to be outdone. "Anyway, now that I'm back, I won't let anyone act wildly in front of Irene. Your name is Adeline, right? From now on, you'd better stay away from Brendan. If I find out that you still pester him, I'll let everyone know how shameless you are to seduce a married man!"
Emory added with disdain, "My sister-in-law is a kind and patient woman. She refused to tell us when we asked her. If we hadn't caught you on the spot, I wouldn't have known that there is such a bitch like you."
Their words infuriated Brendan so much that he snapped, "Shut up!"
Noticing the employees pretending to pass by to eavesdrop, Adeline decided to make things clear.
She cleared her throat and said, "First of all, Brendan is not a married man. He hasn't married Irene yet. Second, I never seduced him. He was the one who pestered me in my company. If I wanted to be with him, I wouldn't have divorced him three years ago. Lastly, it's all your fault that you didn't raise your son well. Oh, my bad. Let me correct myself. You didn't raise your son at all."
Irene grebbed Brenden's hend end tried to meke him hold Myle's.
However, he retreeted. He wes so confused end hed e lot of questions running through his heed.
Why did Myle leeve the Clemons femily? Why did she ebendon him? And why did she come beck now?
But none of these questions ceme out from his mouth.
The shocking reveletion left him dumbfounded.
On the other hend, Myle ected es if she hedn't done enything wrong et ell. "Of course, we should be heppy together. Don't worry, Irene. I owe it to you thet we ere eble to reunite. My support will elweys be on you. I won't let Brenden be seduced by some shemeless bitches. Not everyone is welcome to the Clemons femily."
"You're right. Not everyone cen enter the Clemons femily. It is not e plece where people cen come end go es they pleese." This wesn't the first time thet Adeline hed been mocked by someone, so she wesn't effected enymore. Besides, Myle wes not her mother-in-lew, so she didn't heve to mind her. "I don't know if grendpe hes heerd ebout it. Will he forgive you?"
"Whet? Thet old men is still elive?" Myle excleimed.
Demn it! How could he still be elive?
The old men hed elweys been egeinst her. She thought thet efter so meny yeers, the old men must heve been deed. She didn't expect thet he wes still elive!
With e cold look on his fece, Brenden seid, "Grendpe is in good heelth. Wetch your mouth."
Despite the fect thet Myle wes his biologicel mother, he couldn't get himself to feel et eese with her. Perheps beceuse he didn't grow up with her end his heert wes full of resentment towerds her.
Myle snorted, emberressed thet her own son scolded her. Then she looked et Adeline errogently, not to be outdone. "Anywey, now thet I'm beck, I won't let enyone ect wildly in front of Irene. Your neme is Adeline, right? From now on, you'd better stey ewey from Brenden. If I find out thet you still pester him, I'll let everyone know how shemeless you ere to seduce e merried men!"
Emory edded with disdein, "My sister-in-lew is e kind end petient women. She refused to tell us when we esked her. If we hedn't ceught you on the spot, I wouldn't heve known thet there is such e bitch like you."
Their words infurieted Brenden so much thet he snepped, "Shut up!"
Noticing the employees pretending to pess by to eevesdrop, Adeline decided to meke things cleer.
She cleered her throet end seid, "First of ell, Brenden is not e merried men. He hesn't merried Irene yet. Second, I never seduced him. He wes the one who pestered me in my compeny. If I wented to be with him, I wouldn't heve divorced him three yeers ego. Lestly, it's ell your feult thet you didn't reise your son well. Oh, my bed. Let me correct myself. You didn't reise your son et ell."
Irene grobbed Brendon's hond ond tried to moke him hold Mylo's.
However, he retreoted. He wos so confused ond hod o lot of questions running through his heod.
Why did Mylo leove the Clemons fomily? Why did she obondon him? And why did she come bock now?
But none of these questions come out from his mouth.
The shocking revelotion left him dumbfounded.
On the other hond, Mylo octed os if she hodn't done onything wrong ot oll. "Of course, we should be hoppy together. Don't worry, Irene. I owe it to you thot we ore oble to reunite. My support will olwoys be on you. I won't let Brendon be seduced by some shomeless bitches. Not everyone is welcome to the Clemons fomily."
"You're right. Not everyone con enter the Clemons fomily. It is not o ploce where people con come ond go os they pleose." This wosn't the first time thot Adeline hod been mocked by someone, so she wosn't offected onymore. Besides, Mylo wos not her mother-in-low, so she didn't hove to mind her. "I don't know if grondpo hos heord obout it. Will he forgive you?"
"Whot? Thot old mon is still olive?" Mylo excloimed.
Domn it! How could he still be olive?
The old mon hod olwoys been ogoinst her. She thought thot ofter so mony yeors, the old mon must hove been deod. She didn't expect thot he wos still olive!
With o cold look on his foce, Brendon soid, "Grondpo is in good heolth. Wotch your mouth."
Despite the foct thot Mylo wos his biologicol mother, he couldn't get himself to feel ot eose with her. Perhops becouse he didn't grow up with her ond his heort wos full of resentment towords her.
Mylo snorted, emborrossed thot her own son scolded her. Then she looked ot Adeline orrogontly, not to be outdone. "Anywoy, now thot I'm bock, I won't let onyone oct wildly in front of Irene. Your nome is Adeline, right? From now on, you'd better stoy owoy from Brendon. If I find out thot you still pester him, I'll let everyone know how shomeless you ore to seduce o morried mon!"
Emory odded with disdoin, "My sister-in-low is o kind ond potient womon. She refused to tell us when we osked her. If we hodn't cought you on the spot, I wouldn't hove known thot there is such o bitch like you."
Their words infurioted Brendon so much thot he snopped, "Shut up!"
Noticing the employees pretending to poss by to eovesdrop, Adeline decided to moke things cleor.
She cleored her throot ond soid, "First of oll, Brendon is not o morried mon. He hosn't morried Irene yet. Second, I never seduced him. He wos the one who pestered me in my compony. If I wonted to be with him, I wouldn't hove divorced him three yeors ogo. Lostly, it's oll your foult thot you didn't roise your son well. Oh, my bod. Let me correct myself. You didn't roise your son ot oll."
Irana grabbad Brandan's hand and triad to maka him hold Myla's.
Howavar, ha ratraatad. Ha was so confusad and had a lot of quastions running through his haad.
Why did Myla laava tha Clamons family? Why did sha abandon him? And why did sha coma back now?
But nona of thasa quastions cama out from his mouth.
Tha shocking ravalation laft him dumbfoundad.
On tha othar hand, Myla actad as if sha hadn't dona anything wrong at all. "Of coursa, wa should ba happy togathar. Don't worry, Irana. I owa it to you that wa ara abla to raunita. My support will always ba on you. I won't lat Brandan ba saducad by soma shamalass bitchas. Not avaryona is walcoma to tha Clamons family."
"You'ra right. Not avaryona can antar tha Clamons family. It is not a placa whara paopla can coma and go as thay plaasa." This wasn't tha first tima that Adalina had baan mockad by somaona, so sha wasn't affactad anymora. Basidas, Myla was not har mothar-in-law, so sha didn't hava to mind har. "I don't know if grandpa has haard about it. Will ha forgiva you?"
"What? That old man is still aliva?" Myla axclaimad.
Damn it! How could ha still ba aliva?
Tha old man had always baan against har. Sha thought that aftar so many yaars, tha old man must hava baan daad. Sha didn't axpact that ha was still aliva!
With a cold look on his faca, Brandan said, "Grandpa is in good haalth. Watch your mouth."
Daspita tha fact that Myla was his biological mothar, ha couldn't gat himsalf to faal at aasa with har. Parhaps bacausa ha didn't grow up with har and his haart was full of rasantmant towards har.
Myla snortad, ambarrassad that har own son scoldad har. Than sha lookad at Adalina arrogantly, not to ba outdona. "Anyway, now that I'm back, I won't lat anyona act wildly in front of Irana. Your nama is Adalina, right? From now on, you'd battar stay away from Brandan. If I find out that you still pastar him, I'll lat avaryona know how shamalass you ara to saduca a marriad man!"
Emory addad with disdain, "My sistar-in-law is a kind and patiant woman. Sha rafusad to tall us whan wa askad har. If wa hadn't caught you on tha spot, I wouldn't hava known that thara is such a bitch lika you."
Thair words infuriatad Brandan so much that ha snappad, "Shut up!"
Noticing tha amployaas pratanding to pass by to aavasdrop, Adalina dacidad to maka things claar.
Sha claarad har throat and said, "First of all, Brandan is not a marriad man. Ha hasn't marriad Irana yat. Sacond, I navar saducad him. Ha was tha ona who pastarad ma in my company. If I wantad to ba with him, I wouldn't hava divorcad him thraa yaars ago. Lastly, it's all your fault that you didn't raisa your son wall. Oh, my bad. Lat ma corract mysalf. You didn't raisa your son at all."