Chapter 562
"Okay."
"It's that bitch Helen, isn't it!"
The shrill reproach echoed in Chandler's ears. His smile faded, and his expression turned frigid.
"Mom, she's my fiancée and your future daughter-in-law. As an elder, how can you speak of her that way?" Chandler frowned in displeasure.
Priscilla stepped in, her high heels clicking as she did, and smiled coldly. "If she can help you, then it's fine. But what can she do for you? Last night at the gala, you foolishly lost your temper over her!"
He had tried to the incident at the gala under wraps, but his mother still found out.
"If I don't defend her, who will?" Chandler's face darkened as he retorted. He wouldn't allow anyone to slander her, even his mother!
"How impressive! Chandler, don't forget I'm your mother. I never agreed to this marriage. And it hasn't even been long since your grandfather passed. Anyhow, you must observe three years of mourning!"
Priscilla's words were forceful. And the next moment, she was already standi

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