Once Sharon walked over and took her seat, Brielle Jennings slowly began to speak. "Miss Hughes, if something doesn't belong to you, you shouldn't hoard it. How much a person can possess depends entirely on whether they have the blessing for it. Miss Hughes, how much do you think you can possess?"
Brielle's loaded question struck the room, plunging the entire hall into a dead silence.
Everyone was waiting for Shalma Hughes's response. How exactly would she answer such a seemingly gentle but actually demanding question?
Yet, Shalma simply smiled, as bright and radiant as the sun. Her gaze met Brielle's frosty expression. "In ancient times, a husband was a woman's entire world. How much blessing I can have comes down entirely to how much Julius can give me. Isn't that right, Julius?"
As she spoke, Shalma leaned closer to Julian Winslow beside her and took the initiative to hold his hand. She didn't even realize her own hand was already ice-cold.
