Susan just had some porridge when she received a call. She answered the call nervously, "Mom!"
"Do I still exist in your eyes?" Madam Shaw’s tone was harsh.
Susan asked cautiously, "Mom, what did I do wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it on the phone. Come and see me at once. I'll wait for you at home!" Madam Shaw instructed, then she hung up.
Susan bit her lower lip as she listened to the beep from the other side.
'This must be connected to Isla, but Julian told her to leave and I have no idea about that. Forget it, I'll go and see Madam Shaw first. She will be angry if I'm late.'
"Mama Jean, I'm going out." Susan took her bag and left hurriedly.
After she left, Mama Jean blinked and made a phone call since Julian had told her to call him if anything happened to Susan.
"Young Master, Missus received a call and went out. It should have been Madam Shaw on the other end as she addressed that person as 'Mom'."
Mama Jean then started to spring clean the house after notifying Julian.
Now, Susan was already sitting in front of Madam Shaw.
Susan looked at Isla, who was sitting beside Madam Shaw, and knew her prediction was right. The reason Madam Shaw looked for her was because of Isla.
"Tell me." Madam Shaw looked at her coldly.
"Tell you what?" Susan asked cautiously.
"Tell me about the means you used to influence Julian to chase Isla away." Madam Shaw glared at her sternly.
"Mrs. Shaw, I don't know how I offended you for you to hate me this much." Isla looked pitiful. "I only wanted t o bear a child for the Shaw family. After giving birth, I’ll leave and I won't affect your position."
Susan was stunned.
How did it end up with her hating Isla?
She opened her mouth to speak, but Madam Shaw already said coldly, "It doesn’t matter if you can’t bear Julian a child, but now you’re even refusing others to bear him a child. Susan Shelby, I advise you to know your place and not interfere with this."
"Mom, I didn't interfere. It was Julian who told Isla to leave.” Susan only got the chance to speak up now.
"Mrs. Shaw." Isla’s expression grew even more miserable. "If it wasn't you who made Julian think that I’m a bad woman, why did he chase me away?"
Susan looked at Isla in disbelief. 'This woman actually fabricated this story to Mom! Did I make myself sick? Did I make Isla humiliate herself?'
"Susan." Madam Shaw frowned. "As long as you’re honest and seeing that you're still useful to the Shaw family, I won’t touch your position as Mrs. Shaw! But if you continue not to know your place, I..."
"What will you do?" Suddenly, a voice was heard.
Julian walked in calmly.
"Julian?" Madam Shaw was slightly surprised. "I remember that the latest project is very urgent, isn't i t? Why are you here?"
"If I weren’t here, wouldn't I have missed this amazing side of you?" Julian smiled.
Madam Shaw stared at him. "What are you saying?! Everything I do is for you. You're 30 in a few years' time. You..."
"Mom, you don’t have to worry about me." Julian sat calmly beside Susan and indirectly gave her support.
"Don't worry? I'm your mother! If I'm not concerned, who will be?!" Madam Shaw frowned. "If you don't like Isla, just tell me and I'll find a better quality one for you."
"Madam Shaw..." Isla's face turned pale at once. She never thought that Madam Shaw would dispose of her like that.
Madam Shaw only looked at Julian. "Tell me which type you like. Is it—”
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