"Looking at you, where have you been?" Frederick Richardson looked at Giana Watson, whose clothes were a bit wrinkled, and asked with a furrowed brow.
"I went to find someone to rescue my daughter," Giana Watson looked at Frederick Richardson with a bitter smile: "Since you and your father aren't trying to help, and if you don't acknowledge her, I can't just deny her, right? She is... after all, the baby I carried in my womb for ten months."
"Did I ever say I don't acknowledge her?" Frederick Richardson replied irritably, "She brought it upon herself, especially today... When I think of what she's done, what almost happened to Ricky and Jaylene... I wish I could strangle her."
Hearing her husband's words, Giana Watson shivered with fear. Aurora did indeed handle the situation poorly today, and she was very angry about it too.
But no matter how angry she was, Aurora was still her daughter. Could she just disown her? Could she just watch her get sent to prison?
