The Montague Family was in an uproar, and the Winters Family was also embroiled in a furious argument.
The Winters' living room was deathly still. Only the family was present; all the servants had been dismissed. The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt hard to breathe.
Clayton Winters had received a call from his son and rushed home, weary from his journey, only to be met by the thunderous rage of Mr. Winters.
"This time, no matter what, you must divorce her." Cecil Winters slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacups to rattle. He was so furious that the veins on his forehead bulged.
"Grandpa..." Sidney Winters was stunned, clearly not expecting Mr. Winters to say that. He turned to his father, urging him anxiously, "Dad, you have to stick up for Mom."
Clayton Winters sat silently on the sofa, his eyes downcast, his expression unreadable.
