Max looked at the silver hair between her hair and her aging face more than 20 years ago. She knew that Smith had had a hard time these years. In order to raise her child, she must have suffered a lot.
Back in the Jin Dynasty, Smith was considered a young female employee with a face mark.
Of course, no matter how beautiful a woman was, in his eyes, she was still more beautiful than his wife, Natasha.
"You shouldn't have kept that card and asked Yara to return it," Max said. "After all, with that money, you and your son can live a better life."
"Alas." Mrs. Smith put her hands together and sighed with a gentle smile. "It used to be hard, but now I've had a hard time. Kaul is so promising, and he is very filial to me. He's a good child."
"Is that so?"
