She gave a bitter smile and looked up at the two lawyers before her.
"Miss Grant, we trust you'll make the right decision. The young master will gain nothing by staying with you. Furthermore, we are aware of his condition. The Morgan family will send him overseas for the best possible treatment as soon as possible," one of the lawyers said.
The lawyer's words felt like mockery, each sentence a dagger to her heart.
She had been avoiding the reality of Gerry's illness, desperately trying to do her best.
But just as the lawyer said, she was utterly helpless.
Even selling the Royal Bay Villa wouldn't be enough; she still couldn't do anything.
"I am, of course, sensible. Just like seven years ago, my choices have always been to the Morgan family's utmost satisfaction," she said, her voice flat, feigning indifference.
With that, she swiftly signed the document, her face betraying no sorrow, as if she were truly willing.
