Rosalynn remained silent.
After a moment, Hilaria looked at Rosalynn again.
The similarities between Rosalynn's background and that of her granddaughter were striking.
"Rosa, do you have any other relatives in your family?" she asked.
Rosalynn lowered her head, stirring the soup with her spoon. "No, they're all gone."
Hilaria was taken aback. "Gone?"
"They all died of illness," Rosalynn replied.
Hilaria furrowed her brow tightly, as if in serious thought.
Rosalynn set down her spoon.
"Since we've come this far, Granny Jared, would you like to know how a girl from an ordinary family like me ended up by Wayne's side?" she said.
Hilaria vaguely sensed that there might not be anything good behind this.
Hilaria said, "If you don't want to say..."
"I've already come to terms with it, and there's nothing I can't say," Rosalynn interrupted.
"You all can leave," Hilaria waved her hand.
The bodyguards all left the room.
There was still a set of knife and fork on Rosalynn's dining mat. She thought to herself, now that the bodyguards have left, if she were to take the knife and harm Hilaria, it would be a form of revenge for her mother, right?
But it was just a thought.
She knew who the real culprit was.
"Where should I start?" Rosalynn muttered to herself. "Let's start with my grandmother's business accident. She lost all her savings, sold the RV, and still had a lot of money left to repay. Then, she suddenly got a terminal illness."
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