Clive didn’t respond. He stood up and quickly poured a glass of warm water for Clarissa.

He placed the cup of warm water in front of her and said in a deep voice, “Do you dare to drink the water I poured for you?”

Clarissa looked up at Clive, jealousy burning in her heart.

Why were other people’s sons always so outstanding?

Her own three sons could never compare. Although she valued girls over boys, she had invested a lot of time and effort in training her three sons, but in the end, they had to rely on the Farrell family for survival.

Whenever they tried to start a business, they always incurred losses and often asked Clarissa, as their mother, to cover them.

Clarissa lowered her gaze and said calmly, “I don’t drink plain water. It has no taste. You two should call me grandma twice so that I can hear it.”

elders are not kind and respectful, the younger generation will also be disrespectful,”

visibly unhappy. She didn’t consider these younger generations as relatives. To her, they were enemies.

to pretend to be relatives here. Even if we are truly related, you do not regard us as family. You want

did not treat Liberty’s aunt, Audrey, as a relative, even though

the relationship was about

valued family, she would not have killed her own sisters decades ago. If it weren’t for Clarissa’s

are not an elder, but an

particular. If she knew that her descendants were of such low quality and disrespectful to their elders, she would not rest

her. But you were raised by my grandma. She was particular and yet she taught you to be heartless and ungrateful. My

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