Stephen Hill's face turned stiff in an instant.
He quickly realized the difference in status, and cold sweat dripped unconsciously from his forehead.
"Mi... Miss Taylor, I... I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now..." Stephen Hill wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly.
"I hope you don't mind; my son is lying in the hospital, and I was really worried..."
Seeing Stephen Hill's expression, Emily Taylor didn't hold a grudge.
She smiled and said, "Uncle Hill, did you come to me for something?"
Stephen Hill felt bitter inside.
He originally came to hold Emily accountable, but under these circumstances, there was no point in questioning her.
"Don't worry," Emily Taylor took the initiative to speak.
"I won't interfere in the matter between you and Ethan Smith," Emily said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Stephen Hill's eyes lit up.
He said with some excitement, "Miss Taylor, is... is that true?"
