Linda froze for a moment, about to shake her head when Emma suddenly pinched her waist.
Catching the hint, Linda immediately burst into tears. "Mommy, it's okay. I'm doing well here. Great-grandpa and great-grandma, grandpa and grandma, they all treat me nicely. I just miss you so much."
"Mommy's here now, sweetheart. Don't cry." Mother and daughter clung to each other, weeping bitterly, a pitiful sight to behold.
Amanda's tense expression softened. Her initial urge to throw Emma out wavered.
No matter what, Emma was still Linda's mother. She had given birth to a Watson child, there was no reason to completely strip a mother of the right to love her daughter.
Amanda sighed heavily, filled with helplessness, and glanced outside.
There, Claire and Butler Lo were checking the landscaping and the placement of decorations throughout the garden.
