Jane was astounded; she forced a smile on her lips and faked her coughing. She blankly stared at Daniel's mother, who was sipping her coffee calmly.

“What can I do for you, Mrs. More?” Jane's mouth twitched, and she sat in the chair even though Daniel's mother didn't tell her to do that. Her eyes were cold because she knew why Daniel's mother went to her, and now she was trying to talk to her.

The More family wasn't as powerful as the Fontaine family. Daniel's family wasn't compared to her family; they were like dust or a pest in Jane's family's eyes. She knew that Daniel's mother went to...