Amelia Sanchez entered and sat on the sofa.
Almost everyone looked at Amelia, and she saw Old Master Lincoln walk in, almost dying of anger, pointing at her nose and scolding her for being rude.
Amelia remained silent, while the butler cried in the living room as if he was really dying.
Amelia was annoyed by his crying.
"Grandfather, look at her, she has no respect for us at all."
James Lincoln pointed at Amelia and made a fuss. Amelia crossed her legs, resting her hand on her cheek, and looked at James, "Didn't Dad send you abroad? How did you come back? I remember Dad promised me that you would never come back, and only then did I agree to take over the Lincoln Family. Why are you back now?"
"You... Amelia, it's all because of you! If it weren't for you, how could Dad send me abroad?"
"Good that you know it. How dare you yell in front of me? If I make a move, you'll have a hard time coming back."
