"Back then, we kept the Whitman family afloat. But now..." Tamia sipped her rose tea before continuing, 'It's none of our business anymore if they want to dig their own graves."@@novelbin@@
Not long after she finished speaking, a middle-aged man stepped into the room.
Upon seeing him, Tamia's brows furrowed deeply. The very sight of her eldest son irked her. In him, she saw everything despicable about the Montclair family. If it weren't for his gambling addiction, their family wouldn't have fallen so far.