Chapter 42 I Won't Give You the Betrothal Gifts Anymore

But it had nothing to do with Lillian. It was her brother's own business. Lillian calmly walked to the front of the pot, picked up the spoon thrown aside, and stir-fried the food. "Previously, I wanted to wait for Jenny to give birth to the child and give her half of the betrothal gift. But now that my son's car has her name written on it, I won't give her the betrothal gift anymore!" A black figure suddenly appeared outside the kitchen door. Sabrina, who was chattering non-stop, was suddenly shocked. "Who is it?" "Lillian, do you want to eat fruit?" Timothy's voice came from outside the door. Sabrina let out a long sigh of relief. "It's so scary. There's no sound of walking." Of course, Sabrina muttered these words in a low voice and did not dare to let Timothy hear her. After all, for some reason, every time she saw her son-in-law, she felt a little scared. "Go ahead.