Amelia Charlie: ...
Amelia Charlie furrowed her brows.
When she came today, she had decided to be more temperate and speak nicely.
After all, everyone is family; what could be more important than money?
But Old Mrs. Charlie's attitude made her quick temper flare up instantly.
She pursed her lips, didn't move, and still spoke, "Brother, he..."
"I said get out."
Old Mrs. Charlie spoke again, immediately followed by a coughing fit.
Anthony walked over and gently patted her back; then, with a cold gaze, he looked at her, "Aunt, you better leave first. It seems Grandma doesn't want to talk to you."
Amelia's anger grew.
Taking a deep breath, she said, "Anthony, I am your elder. Let me tell you the fair truth, Brother is not doing well! He..."
"Is he dead?!"
Old Mrs. Charlie suddenly opened her eyes with a piercing sharpness and asked.
Amelia was taken aback, "No."
"If he's not dead, don't mention him!"
