Betsy Russell sat on the sofa, her eyes inadvertently reddening as she listened to Slevin Russell.
She was already in her twenties, yet here she was, causing her parents such concern.
Betsy lightly pursed her lips, quelled her emotions, then spoke, "Dad, I can handle the Hughes family's matter on my own. You don't have to worry anymore."
Regardless of whether it's Sir Hughes or Isa Hughes, she intended to let them taste the bitterness they deserved.
Evelyn Campbell sat beside Slevin Russell. Hearing Betsy speak, her face alit with a smile. She nodded at Slevin then leaned towards the phone, saying, "Alright, Betsy, you will always be our precious darling."
"Mom and Dad, you are also my treasures," Betsy replied with a smile.
Upon hearing Betsy's words, Slevin and Evelyn were deeply moved, their eyes becoming moist.
