Chapter 487
"I talked for hours, seriously, but no matter what I said, your sister just kept repeating the same lines—‘I’m not mentally ill, I just want justice for my dead child. I’ve left Ryan with a bloodline, I’ll take care of him forever. What I needed to do is done. From now on, I’ll just be a good wife and mother. You don’t need to counsel me.’"
Michael Turner let it all out in one breath, feeling his chest tighten again right after.
Angelina was silent for a moment.
Huh. That... actually kind of made sense?
Still, Michael really was a bit useless here.
She gave him a dramatic eye-roll. "I’m going to find Vivian!"
And off she bounced.
Michael took that hit right in the chest—what a rude brat! He was doing a free consultation here for crying out loud!
Of course, he wasn’t doing it for her. He was offering this favor for the young madam’s sake.
Thinking that way made him feel a bit better. He packed up and left the Miller’s place.
Meanwhile, Angelina zipped over to FN, found Vivian Grant in h

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