Frances stared at the phone screen for quite a while. She understood clearly why Clara was calling in. She must have noticed the online news report.

Taking a sigh, she didn't put through the call. But soon Clara gave her another call again.

She closed her eyes, and turned to the two elders "Excuse me, I got to answer the call."

Saying so, she got the call through, and answered in a delighted tone, "Hey, Clara! How's going? What are you calling about?"

Her ordinary tone had obviously bewildered Clara.

With a deep voice, Clara asked, "Have you seen the report, auntie Frances?"

Frances' conjecture turned out to be right.

She then crackled, "What report? No, I have not seen it yet. Is that anything special?"

Somehow, Clara felt it was hard to make things clear via phone call. She then said, "Have you got time by the moment, aunt Frances? There is something I want to discuss with you personally."

Frances thought it over, and agreed.

Though possibly she still got family waiting anxiously for her at home, she didn't feel like heading back to the Masons' yet.

She was disgusted to imagine what kind of attitude her family would treat her with.

Hanging up the phone, she turned to the driver sitting aside, "Put me off down the cross road ahead. There is something I got to deal with."

Old Mrs. Mason leaned on the back seat and said, "You are going to meet Clara, aren't you?"

Frances temporized with a simple nod, lowered to put the phone in her bag, and again heard the voice of the old lady.

"I suggest you'd better keep a distance from her. Come on, just think about the identities of you two. " Said Old Mrs. Mason.

Frances was brought up short by her words, looking up at the old lady speechlessly, who was staring outside of the window with a frown.

For Old Mrs. Mason, what stuck in her head and remained desperately unsolved was the continuously inflaming and wide-spreading negative effect brought by the affair that happened online, which she failed to figure out any way to bring it to a halt.

meant to do was to publicly announce the divorce

Frances and Khalid to an end in a real

would be no other man than Khalid to ever accept all Frances' flaws

She is hundreds, thousands times better than Katherine; she is well

and wormwood to his

is none of your business, and clear enough, it is totally up to Marshall. How about you

to retort, since her dad would not go easy on

the driver pulled up by the crossroad and put

"Listen to me, and stay away from Clara. For all these years, we have been spoiling you too much, and so does Khalid. Maybe that's why you are more and more reckless... Well, I really need to save my breath now, just think

off her daughter, and said to the driver, "We are good to

standing by the road for quite a long while. Then, she raised her

with Katherine? Hell no! They are being all too blind to look through the essence of that bitch!' She thought

head was the indignity and rage

life, she would never forgive the

taxi and headed to a small café, where

smile, "Sorry, I'm

up in haste with a serious look on her

course I'm fine." Frances answered with

— on the screen, it was a short video clip, in which Frances was crying and rolling on the floor like a

video clip, the situation seemed messy and chaotic, and the crying

expression on

and looked at Frances,

son and his ex to Clara,

all the information and conclusion she gave to Clara were nothing but

question posed by Clara, she found herself pale to

pursed, she nodded after a pause of silence, "Yes, I divorced

I have done in the hospital today was only part of my plan. I will make them regret, since they leave me no choice! Now, the Grants are definitely scratching their heads and

I don't really care a scrap about that shit. Indeed, I divorced

with a solemn look in her

could understand why Frances declined with any sorts of excuses every time when she requested to pay a visit to

her the truth that she had been living with her own

Clara got close to Frances and played up to her was

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