Rose Kinson looked at her with one eye, feeling only those beautiful eyes vibrating in the deep and distant cold air, shivering all over her body.

She knelt down and grasped Beverly Kinson's trousers. Her eyes were full of tears, and her voice trembled slightly, "Papa! Will I do such a ruthless thing?"

Beverly Kinson hesitated. Rose Kinson was always wise and reasonable, but Mary will not slander others without reason.

Mary Kinson saw some pain and knew that this Rose Kinson was not the first day of the play.

But the play also sang to an end, and she looked Rose Kinson condescendingly, "No matter how clever the fox...