"Enough!"
Victoria Talkington suddenly shouted.
She exploded with indignant frustration: "Is now the time to argue? Right now the cord blood is in Selena Paul's hands. Why are we still disunited? Why are we doing things that give satisfaction to our enemies? Hank Clegg is too far away to be of help, confronting Franklin Clegg is also useless. It's better for everyone to sit down and discuss a plan."
Victoria's words silenced Shawn Clegg.
Lucas Douglas admired her. After several months, Victoria had matured; she was no longer that dazed and muddled mother.
"What do you plan to do?" Lucas Douglas asked Victoria. He said, "You are the mother, the choice is in your hands."
Now, he can say such words.
He can pass the choice to Victoria.
Because he knows, she is no longer the woman who needed him to make decisions for her.
