"No!" Aurora Richardson panicked again, reached out and grabbed Joseph Thompson's arm, pleading with him, "Joseph, can we talk about this outside? I know ... I was too emotional yesterday, and I apologize, but now ... can we just talk outside?"
"There is nothing to apologize for between us, and I have no private matters to discuss with you," Joseph Thompson's face was indifferent and distant, "Miss Richardson, if you have anything to say, just say it in front of everyone, so your grandfather and mother don't think I'm bullying you."
"Joseph is right, I think we should reveal the truth, so everyone doesn't have to speculate, and we can clear everything up face to face."
Sophia Wilson took over the conversation with a smile and turned to look at William Richardson, "Old Master Richardson, don't you think so?"
