Hearing her mother speak like this, Rosalind Collins's mind raced through countless possibilities.
Having grown up in such an environment, she knew a thing or two about the tactics of those inside a wealthy family. If she didn't fight ruthlessly for herself, what was originally hers could easily end up in someone else's hands.
Gwen Collins, that bitch, was the one who made a move on the Young Master first, putting herself in this awkward position today.
"Mom, I'll listen to you. As soon as the DNA results come out, we'll make our move," Rosalind said through clenched teeth.
She couldn't be blamed for this—it was Gwen who had sown the seeds of her own misfortune.
Patrick Taylor, however, had thought even further ahead than Rosalind, it's just that there were some things she didn't want her daughter to know about just yet.
"You've been through a lot today, rest well for now!" Patrick Taylor said, patting her daughter's back gently.
