Ariana Evans turned her gaze, glanced at her, and said displeased, "Could I even lie to you!"
She pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, then gathered up all the evidence of her bad habits, closed the drawer in front of the bed, Ariana turned around, facing her, grabbed her daughter's hands, and earnestly advised.
"Mom just wants to tell you, you've been pretending for so many years, don't get exposed at the last moment. By then, not to mention your dad, even Nathan Moore won't forgive you."
Olivia Zane pouted, complaining, "Mom, it's all because of you, insisting that I pretend to be paralyzed. Now it's great, I want to walk but can't, and Nathan even despises me for it!"
"You child!"
Ariana reproached disapprovingly, "If it weren't because you're 'paralyzed', would Titus Zane willingly stay in the country to take care of you?"
