"Don't you feel even a bit of guilt? Bringing that kind of woman into our home?"
When George Flack heard this, his face was a picture of shock. Had there been a mistake? He was holding back his rage; otherwise, he might have already slapped Ivy Grant in the face.
How could she be so self-righteous?
So George Flack just collapsed onto the sofa, letting Ivy Grant stand upright in front of him.
"What about you, then? Don't you feel any guilt? Blowing up like that without knowing anything?"
Ivy Grant only believed what she saw with her own eyes; that woman was clearly no good. Hence, she didn't want to hear any grand-sounding explanations afterward.
"Stop talking so much, explain it to Mommy! You've really disappointed me!" After tossing out these words, Ivy Grant went upstairs.
Dylan Flack was hiding by the staircase; seeing Ivy Grant coming up, he quickly moved back and waited anxiously at her door.
