"..." Evelyn Sherman sat across from Grace Yakov, slightly stunned, then raised her head to look at Grace.
Upon hearing her words, she bit her lips and couldn't help but ask.
"Mom, you don't blame Chester Yale?"
She had thought that when Grace Yakov saw the messages, she would be so furious that she'd scold Chester Yale and then forbid her from getting married to him.
Worried, she didn't know how to convince her or how to explain on behalf of Chester Yale, but suddenly, upon hearing Grace's words, she somewhat came back to her senses.
"Who said I don't blame him? He had better not show up in front of me right now, otherwise I will definitely beat him up!" Grace Yakov snorted coldly.
If it wasn't for the fact that she had witnessed everything Chester Yale had done for her daughter, she would not have let matters rest so easily once such reports came out.
