"You… Gian, you saw it, she hit me, she hit me." Pheobe Rogers turned around and, surprisingly, threw herself back into Gian Horne's arms, just like when she was younger. Every time she fought with Mila Anderson, she always sought help from Gian, who never failed to oblige.
A fleeting sneer crossed Mila Anderson's eyes.
The sound of cars came from outside the villa.
Several cars pulled up in front of the villa gate and honked their horns.
"Uncle Ying, the Second Young Grandma and Young Mistress have returned; please open the gate." The moment Mila Anderson raised her eyes and saw the familiar cars, a sigh of relief rose from within her, and the determination on her face grew even stronger. Dealing with the shameless Pheobe Rogers and Gian Horne, who always took her side, was challenging on her own. Now, with Julia and Adele returning, it was like reinforcements had arrived.
"Yes, Madam."
Uncle Ying turned and went to open the gate.
