Could it be a woman?
"Just you try." Brandon Heath didn't mince words, firm and cold, "I never make empty threats. I'll say it again—if Aria has any issues because of you, then our mother-son relationship ends here."
"You're really going to sever ties with your own mother for a woman? Brandon, that's heartless, disloyal, and unfilial! I endured ten months of pregnancy to give birth to you, provided you with life and a wealthy upbringing, and devoted everything to raise you. Is this how you repay me?"
Brandon listened to Lady Octavia's various accusations, his expression calm, "Mom, I don't expect you to care about her like I do. Even if you don't like her, you shouldn't hurt her. You knew how important she is to me, yet you still did this to her. When you decided to do that, you never considered our mother-son relationship. If you had even an ounce of concern, you wouldn't target someone I care about."
"Since you don't care, why should I?"
