The influencer asked, “So why not just go to her apartment or her company to find her?”
Mrs. Clifford took a shaky breath and looked at the camera, her eyes red-rimmed. “She never told us where she works or lives. This year, she bought a new apartment and only told us about it. She never even invited us to see it, not even for a moment.”
The influencer sighed and pulled a tissue from a box, handing it to Mrs. Clifford. “Auntie, I remember you said you also have a son. Does he not help you either?”
At the mention of her son, Mrs. Clifford’s crying intensified. She covered her face with her hands, and it was unclear if she was crying for her disappointing son or her ungrateful daughter.
“Yes, I have a son. But my son… he has a chronic illness. He can’t even support himself, so how could he support us? Oh, my poor, unfortunate son! Back then, Wendy insisted on going to school, but our family could only afford to send one child. It was my son who voluntarily dropped out and gave his tuition money to his older sister so she could continue her education.”
“My son dropped out of middle school to get a job, and he sent every penny he earned to his sister. We thought the two of them would always be close and love each other.
But I was wrong. When my son was eighteen, he was diagnosed with a disease that meant he couldn’t do heavy labor. But he had no education and no skills.
To make sure his sister had enough money for her living expenses every month, he ignored our protests and went to work on construction sites. That’s when his condition worsened, and now…”
Mr. Clifford’s head hung even lower, his expression hidden from view.
Beside him, Mrs. Clifford continued to weep, describing the years of suffering her son had endured from his illness.
This was the main point she wanted to make today. Her goal wasn't just to force Wendy to give her money, but to hand over Baron’s future to Wendy.
She knew Wendy had a good salary and could help Baron get married and support a family. After all, she was getting old and couldn't do much more for him.
In her heart, Mrs. Clifford felt no guilt towards Wendy. She was a daughter, after all.
The Clifford family name needed Baron to carry it on.
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