Lance's slender fingers were tightly clenched on the armrest, and his handsome face was gloomy and cold.
In the end, he released his hand and turned to leave.
Inside the room.
Tanya wanted to persuade Yvette, but she didn't know what to say.
She wanted to mediate, but her son really went too far.
And that bitch even dared to use her. She could imagine how many grievances Yvette had suffered.
"Yvette, I know you feel wronged. If it weren't for Jaiden, I would have agreed to it now. Can you bear with it for one more month? Jaiden is trying a new kind of medicine. There can't be any mistakes."
"Yes, thank you, Tanya. I'll get someone to bring some food over," said Yvette, nodding.
She opened the door.
Yvette found a servant and asked the servant to deliver food to Tanya.
She didn't want to continue staying here, but she was worried about Tanya, so she could only wait for Tanya so that they could leave together.
