Uncle Hayes said again, "If the Shaw family is responsible for your parents' death, then they owe you, and no amount of good can make up for it. But that's not the case. Can't you just let go of the Shaw family and yourself?"
"As long as he marries me, that will be enough repayment."
Uncle Hayes was so angry that he felt tightness in his chest, a sharp pain, and his voice trembled: "... You... you... you're simply possessed!"
Joyce Hughes stubbornly looked at him, showing no sign of backing down, nor did she think she was wrong.
Uncle Hayes took a while to calm down and returned to the previous question, "Where exactly is your brother?"
"I told you, I don't know."
Uncle Hayes' eyes seemed to see through her thoughts and coldly questioned, "Have you abandoned your brother because you want to leave Fourth Master's estate?"
Joyce's gaze flickered, biting her lip tightly, "I really don't know."
"Fine, Joyce Hughes, I'll find him myself!"
