A malicious glint flashed in her eyes, "I think you should teach her a lesson while she hasn't married Fairchild yet, or else when Maeve Lane really gets married to Fairchild, it will be too late for you to control her."
Butler Forrest thought to himself that this Miss Preston was clearly another troublesome one.
Finally, the relationship had eased a bit, and if she messed things up, Mrs. Fairchild would have to start over again.
He stepped forward to speak, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Fairchild was not swayed this time. She sighed and said, "You wouldn't know, if I dared to give her a hard time, Julian would pressure me; I've tried several times without success. I've come to understand."
Mila Miller squinted and wanted to say more, but Butler Forrest interrupted, "Miss Preston, it's time to eat, or the dishes will get cold."
"Madam, this is your favorite Mapo Tofu, please eat it before it gets cold." Mrs. Fairchild nodded.
