This was the first time since Tiana Thorne had been around Rouge Jarvis that she saw her lose her composure like this.
The dignity and charm vanished without a trace, and the coldness radiating from her was almost murderous, her icy eyes cutting through both Maxim Ford and her.
She seemed very angry...
"Mom, I..."
"Be quiet." Rouge Jarvis rebuked softly, disappointment filling her eyes.
Tiana saw the look in her eyes, took a deep breath, and moved her lips: "Ms. Jarvis..."
"Tiana Thorne, I seem to recall quite clearly that you and my son are not yet engaged."
Maxim's heart sank. In all these years, it was the first time he heard his mother call someone by their full name; it could only mean one thing—she was truly angry.
"Mom, it was me..."
"I know it's you. Have you forgotten what I told you? Have you forgotten whose study this is? Is it in your mind that this sister of yours no longer exists?"
She was very emotional, clenching her fists, even trembling.
