Uncle Hayes didn't speak, his eyes filled with the weariness of age, his Adam's apple moved as though he had a thousand words to say, but in the end, it all became a long sigh.
Seeing this, Joyce Hughes became more anxious: "Uncle, what exactly does Mr. Shaw mean? What does it mean that I don't need to go to mom and dad's memorial day?"
Uncle Hayes still didn't speak, feeling troubled inside but understanding that Mr. Shaw's actions were already the extent of his kindness.
These are things Joyce should bear herself.
Tiana Thorne saw her in such a state and covered her mouth with a smile: "It means that everyone will testify, accusing your brother of assaulting me. Joyce Hughes, from now on, your life will have nothing to do with Aiden Shaw anymore. Well done indeed."
Joyce's face grew increasingly pale, and even the slapped area lost its color.
"What's it mean by having nothing to do with..."
