Chapter 614: Mrs. Scott

He made a resolute statement before turning swiftly. "Callie’s my wife, always will be. No one will take her place!" His words were firm and authoritative. Dale, enraged, grabbed his cane, ready to throw it. Nelson turned his head slightly, "Uncle, I have never insisted on anything, but Callie must be mine." "Someone had better not covet what they shouldn’t have." Nelson walked a short distance away when the sound of a cup shattering came from inside. Dale had thrown it. At Paucaster Villa, Callie received a call from Mrs. Gamble. "Afternoon tea at the Twin Towers, coming?" she asked directly. Callie hesitated briefly, "Who will be there?" "What do you think?" Anyone invited by Mrs. Gamble would not be of low status. "Prepare the car for me, I need to go out." Callie came downstairs, having just finished her bath. Her hair was still slightly damp, tied up loosely. The servant was puzzled, "You just returned, and now you're going out again?" Callie chose a smoke-gray coat,