Lady Octavia clenched her face: "Mom, this is unfair. If you punish me, then you must also punish her. Otherwise, you are just biased."
Madam Heath was infuriated.
She threw the walking stick in her hand directly at her.
Darren quickly pulled Lady Octavia aside, and the walking stick hit the ground where she had been standing with a loud "snap."
"Mom, don't be angry, don't hurt yourself." Darren saw Madam Heath's chest heaving up and down with anger, grabbed Lady Octavia and moved her to one side before lowering his head and saying to her, "Octavia, stop making a fuss, don't upset mom."
"Darren, what do you mean!" Lady Octavia, who had been spoiled by Darren, had never been wronged before, and now felt incredibly aggrieved by his accusation.
She pushed Darren angrily, staring at him with furious eyes: "What do you mean by telling me to stop, I'm not kidding. Your son has ruined his promising future because of that woman, and you're not even going to say anything."
