"When will you finally be able to think and use your brain like a normal person?"
"The Kent family is going to fall apart in your hands."
Ella Kent was scolded by Old Mrs. Kent, holding her pillow.
Looking at the furious Old Mrs. Kent, she was surprisingly calm.
"Someone will help us sort it out."
"Who?" Old Mrs. Kent asked.
Ella took out her phone and made a call, only to be met with a busy tone.
She called again, and it was still a busy tone.
"Who is it? Did you listen to someone's words?" Old Mrs. Kent had a vague foreboding.
"Mom, do you know that Your Excellency has a bad relationship with President Robinson?"
Old Mrs. Kent's heart clenched, she knew it—.
"What does the relationship between Your Excellency and President Robinson have to do with you? You, a commoner, can't even understand your own life, and you want to meddle with other people's affairs? Remember your identity."
"Did someone instruct you?"
Ella suddenly thought of that rainy day.
