"Unless you have the ability to protect her for a lifetime!"
Mason Wilson's words made Old Mrs. Wilson unable to contain her anger: "That's your sister!"
"Sophie is my daughter!" Mason Wilson refused to back down, "Mom, you're protecting your daughter, and I have to protect mine! Because of your daughter, I was separated from my child for more than twenty years, did you know?"
Old Mrs. Wilson's face turned white from Mason Wilson's yelling, and the last bit of hope was completely shattered. Her lips trembled: "You, you really are so heartless."
"Think what you want." Mason Wilson didn't want to deal with Old Mrs. Wilson and instead pressed the intercom to call the secretary in, "See the guest out."
Old Mrs. Wilson trembled as she stood up, cast a glance of extreme disappointment at Mason Wilson, and sighed heavily, as if a thousand-pound stone had pressed on her heart, weighing it down, leaving Mason Wilson bitterly speechless.
