“Mother, what do you mean by what you just said?” Cynthia demanded calmly.

Amelia had her arms crossed on her chest in amazement.Margret glared at Elena, who was running her mouth, causing her to shudder involuntarily.

Elena has never seen a woman with such a bitter look in life. Margaret's angry eyes looked as if they could swallow Elena whole if she dared to say anything.

“Mother, I just asked you a question that needs an answer!” Cynthia yelled.

“Hmmm. Are you talking to me?” Elena asked casually, pretending as if she were lost in some deep thoughts for long.

“Of course, she's talking to you,” Amelia cut in.

“Please,...