Sabrina was emotionless when she said these words. She was without an ounce of nostalgia.
At that moment, this made Lincoln feel worse than if h e was given a death sentence.
Sabrina did not look at him anymore, instead saying t o Kingston, "Assistant Yates, the resentment between me and the three members of the Lynn family have been laid out clearly. Please send them away under escort. I will explain in detail in court how Lincoln Lynn framed me, how he imprisoned my mother, and how he tried to hunt me down."
"Yes, Madam,” Kingston answered.
When Kingston was about to lead Lincoln and his two family members away, Sabrina said to him again," Assistant Yates, wait."
Kingston said respectfully, "Madam, what else can I do for you?"
Sabrina looked at Old Master Shaw, whose tears flowed down his face in rivulets. For the past ten minutes or so, she had been confronting Lincoln face-t o-face. She did not notice the old man’s expression.
In reality, Old Master Shaw had been crying the whole time.
No one knew why he was crying. Was it because of
regret? Remorse? Or even heartache?
Sabrina did not care about any of that. She was not related to the old man at all. Never, not since the beginning and definitely not now.
She looked at Old Master Shaw calmly and said, "Old Master Shaw, because you are both my husband's and my mother-in-law’s savior, I respectfully address you a s Mr. Shaw."
"Sabbie..." Old Master Shaw called out to her in a sob, tears blocking the words from leaving his lips smoothly.
Sabrina shook her head. "Old Master Shaw, I'll be at a loss if you address me like that."
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