"Aunt-in-law, I really won't make you angry again. Can you just let me go out, please? Stop having people follow me around, okay?"
Phoebe Smith pleaded bitterly with Susanna Smith. These past few days, she had been staying at Susanna Smith's West Hill Villa, and suddenly two unfamiliar men appeared at the villa's entrance. Wherever she went, they followed.
Moreover, she wasn't even allowed to go to the courtyard entrance. As soon as she approached it, the two men would immediately send her back.
"Do you even know where you went wrong?" Susanna Smith asked in a stern voice.
Phoebe nodded her head like a little chicken pecking at rice. "I know, I know. I shouldn't have fallen for that poor, divorced man, Alexander Preston. I shouldn't have gone looking for trouble with Jaylene Ziel. And I shouldn't have done the things you didn't want me to do."
