Chapter 1615: Chapter 1715

I was worried they might point fingers at me, so I quickly put on a sweet smile.

“Mom, don’t you have work today? Why are you home at this hour?”

Her gaze was stern as she looked at me with disappointment.

“If I wasn’t worried about you causing trouble, I wouldn’t be sitting in the living room all this time.

”

It was clear my mother had caught wind of the scandal at Andrew’s manor.

She was trying to prevent me from confronting that woman, Debra.

I wasn’t pleased, but I didn’t dare to talk back.

I just stood there, waiting for her to lecture me.

My mother scowled and asked sharply, “Do you want to go to Andrew’s manor?”

Realizing I couldn’t keep it from her, I confessed, “Yes.

”

Her expression hardened.

“Shirley, what exactly are you planning to do?”

“Mom, you must have heard about the incident at Andrew’s manor.

I’ve got the perfect chance to teach Debra a lesson.

How could I stay away? I’m not just going to go there.

I want her to be utterly humiliated.

I’ll make sure she’s thrown out of the manor!”

The thought alone fired me up.

I was eager to see Debra ousted and ensure she never crossed paths with Andrew again.

“Idiot!” Upon hearing that, my mother was livid.

She slammed her hand down on the table.

“You are so short-sighted! You’re completely tactless!”

I was so frightened that I shook and remained utterly silent.

Yet, I was convinced this was an unparalleled opportunity.

I couldn’t think of a better way except that.

Thus, I bowed my head and asked softly, “Mom, do you have a better plan?”

My mother looked upset.

Fearing her disappointment, a whirlwind of thoughts raced through

my mind as I scrambled to justify myself.

At that moment, Addy attempted to smooth things over.

“Of course, your mother has a better plan.

She cares about you and doesn’t want you to suffer any injustices.

”

My eyes lit up.

I looked up eagerly and asked, “What is the plan? Please, tell me.

I’ll get on it right away!”

Seeing my impatience, Addy sighed and said, “Well, about that.

”

Just as she started to speak, my mother gave her a quick wink, cutting her off mid-sentence.

“Mom, why can’t you tell me?”

I was confused.

If she already had a plan, why hadn’t she shared it with me?

My mother gave me a disdainful look and said, “This is a time for you to grow.

You need to learn to stay composed.

”

How was I supposed to stay composed?

I was ready to confront Debra, but my mother was telling me to calm down.

I couldn’t just stand by.

I huffed and turned away.

“Mom, if you won’t tell me, I’ll figure it out myself.

”