Chapter 979: Uncle, You’ll End Up Spoiling Me

At seven in the evening, Tina was seated in the living room, leisurely eating a slice of strawberry cake, when Paula called. Her voice, hoarse as though stuffed with cotton, came through. “Serena…” “Mm, what’s up?” Tina took another large bite of the cake, her tone casual, almost indifferent. Paula hesitated, took a deep breath, and said, “Serena, how… how is she?” Tina frowned slightly. “Who are you asking about?” There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Paula, on the verge of tears, blurted out, “Serena, stop torturing me. You know what my family is going through. I know I’m gambling here, but I can’t help feeling anxious…” Tina put down her fork, her tone dropping slightly. “If you’ve decided to gamble, then don’t lose your nerve halfway. If you don’t believe in yourself, no one else can help you.” There was a brief pause before Paula’s voice softened. “I understand, Serena.” Jared walked out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of ribs.