"I didn't! Stop talking nonsense and trying to drive a wedge between Grandma and me! It was obviously you who did something wrong, showing no respect, and now you won't let me be filial to Grandma! Isabella Weaver, you're so vicious, how could you curse Grandma to die early?"
Cherry Lewis was holding onto the old lady with one hand and shading her with an umbrella with the other, her words fierce and indignant, looking every bit like a devoted granddaughter. Anyone unaware might really think she was the old lady's biological granddaughter!
The old lady's face went pale with anger, "No way, such a venomous vixen must not stay in our Hunter Family! As long as I have a breath left, I will make Little Harry divorce you!"
"Divorce me?"
