Whitney Lynch's breath caught when she heard the last question.
Biological parents...
Graham Ford.
Rouge Jarvis...
Her eyes suddenly widened, shaking her head frantically, her usual elegance vanished, sobbing as she said, "Tiana, my dear daughter, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you that way before, please don't tell your parents the truth, okay? I promise, I will treat you well in the future, a hundred, a thousand times over, as long as you spare me."
Tiana Thorne felt a bit tired since her foot injury hadn't healed yet. She lazily sat on the sofa, raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice cool: "Are you trying to negotiate with me?"
Whitney Lynch was blinded by the blazing light in her eyes, looking around uncertainly, her eyes flickering.
As if making a gamble, she continued, "Haven't you always wanted me to treat you better? From now on, I will truly treat you like my own daughter, anything Gigi has, you won't lack either."
