Isla Lane had never had anyone dare to speak to her like this since she was young, but today she was fiercely confronted by a young punk in his twenties.
She was so angry she almost spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.
"You, you..."
Isla pointed at Anthony, but after a long moment couldn't find the words, and finally she pointed to Alice Turner, "Do you think so too? Do you think I'm just an old woman messing things up here?"
"Your son has already given up, isn't your interference here just creating trouble? No woman would dare date your son like this."
Alice hadn't had a chance to open her mouth before Anthony retorted angrily, his tone was extremely provoking.
Isla was so infuriated she wished she could slap Anthony, but in the end she swallowed her anger, as now wasn't the time to confront these people.
"Does whether someone dates my son have anything to do with you? Go play elsewhere, don't interfere with my discussions with my daughter-in-law..."
