Any normal person would have likely agreed to such a good offer without a second thought, but Meredith Rowan was not that kind of person.
She suspected there was a catch.
"Shirley, why would you suddenly say something like that?"
Meredith Rowan's previous gentleness vanished. Her voice was still soothing and clear, but her tone was stern, serious, and questioning.
"I'm so disappointed in you!"
Upon hearing this, Shirley Thorne's eyes immediately reddened, and tears began to fall one by one.
"Aunt Rowan, I have no choice… It's Ethan, he…"
Before she could finish, she was already choked with sobs.
Meredith Rowan quickly pulled her in by the shoulder, embracing her. A flash of pity crossed her eyes. "Don't cry, you good child. Aunt Rowan believes you must have your reasons."
At this, Shirley Thorne began to wail even louder.
Any Oscar judge who saw this scene would have handed her a trophy!
Though Shirley Thorne was wailing out loud, she was marveling inwardly.
