The warm touch of the woman’s fingertips made Taya feel a little uncomfortable, and she tilted her head back. “Mrs. Yardley…” Her soft reminder slowly brought Jocelyn back to her senses. “I’m sorry, I lost control…” After she returned to Aronland, Jocelyn thought hard for a long time before she finally got over her fear of this face. “Anyway, my son was gone, and my retribution would come as expected, so why should I be afraid?” Thinking of this, Jocelyn moved her lips helplessly…. “Ms. Palmer, you look exactly like your mother.” Was it because she looked exactly like her mother that jocelyn was so shocked at the first sight...