Suddenly, Milla Terrence's words trailed off, stopping awkwardly in the middle.
Her facial expression turned slightly red with embarrassment, as if she had been slapped, full of discomfort.
Mrs. Aiden glanced at Milla Terrence, anxious to find out Ella Jackson's whereabouts, and without taking the time to comfort her, directly asked.
"I came to the Yakov Family today to inquire intrusively if a girl named Ella Jackson is here with the Yakov Family?"
"Ella Jackson?" Grace Yakov furrowed her brows, her face calm, "I don't know what relationship this girl has with the Aiden Family that would bring Mrs. Aiden herself to look for someone."
"This..." Mrs. Aiden felt uneasy, not knowing how to explain.
Ella Jackson was someone she had driven away, and now she wanted to say that Ella was her daughter-in-law, even though she no longer had that right.
"If Ella Jackson is really with the Yakov Family, could you let me see her?" asked Mrs. Aiden urgently.
