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Mrs. Olsen was taken aback and looked at her.

Then she gave a bitter smile. “Fine, I know you have never acknowledged this father, but this matter has nothing to do with you. You should leave.”

Keira tightened her jaw, not offering further explanation, as now wasn’t a good time. “Mrs. Olsen, let’s talk about my issue later. You should go back to the car first…”

Melissa wasn’t an easy mother-in-law to deal with. Isla had embarrassed the first branch of the family, and after her failed scheme against old Mrs. Horton she had even been outmaneuvered and lost two percent of the shares. How could she possibly agree to meet with Mrs. Olsen?

However, Keira’s position was awkward, and she couldn’t really ask old Mrs Horton for help…

As she was pondering, footsteps came from the Horton residence’s large iron gate, followed by Fiona approaching with a smile. “You must be Mrs Olsen When guests arrive, there’s no reason for them to wait outside. Please come in with me!”

Mrs. Olsen was startled, “And you are?”

Fiona didn’t say much. “I am the Horton family’s butler.”

Mrs. Olsen then looked toward Keira.

Keira pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said, “Mrs. Olsen, please go in first.”

She knew that it was old Mrs. Horton who had sent Fiona over.

She also understood that she couldn’t use old Mrs. Horton’s affection and trust to help Isla, but she really couldn’t just stand by and watch Mrs. Olsen suffer. Mrs. Olsen didn’t know the reason behind it all and nodded. She coughed and entered the door.

Old Mrs. Horton had sent someone to greet the guests personally, so even if Melissa was reluctant, she had to give old Mrs. Horton this courtesy.

The group soon arrived at the main house’s living room.

Mehssa was sitting arrogantly on the sofa. “Mrs. Olsen, what are you doing? If I don’t want to see you, will you wait outside indefinitely, not embarrassed by the disgrace?”

She hadn’t even offered a seat to the visitors.

Keira stepped forward, about to say something, when Isla grabbed her arm.

“You better keep quiet. Don’t offend my future mother-in-law and ruin this marriage for me!”

Keira gave Isla a cold look.

Just because of this, was it alright to let Mrs. Olsen beg and lower herself here?

Mrs. Olsen didn’t notice the disagreement between the two children and merely coughed before walking over to a sofa and sitting down.

Melissa scoffed sarcastically. “Mrs. Olsen, such manners, a product of fine upbringing. I hear Keira is the illegitimate daughter you raised. No wonder she’s so well-mannered!”

Mrs. Olsen looked up at this, smiled gently but spoke with strength, “Indeed, I have raised Keira, and thank you for your compliments.”

Melissa choked, “You…!”

Mrs. Olsen then interrupted her. “Mrs. Horton, I came here to discuss the matter of our children… cough, cough, cough… I would like to speak with you privately if that’s alright?”

Melissa immediately wanted to retort, but upon looking up, she saw Mrs. Olsen sitting there with a confident smile as if she was sure of herself. Melissa remembered Jake mentioning that Mrs. Olsen seemed to be from Clance and had wide connections.

Melissa scoffed. “Fine, let’s see what you have to say!”

She ordered the maids in the living room. “You all may leave.”

Mrs. Olsen also looked at Keira and Isla. “You two as well.”

Keira looked at her worriedly, but in the end, she stood up and left the room.

Isla also left the room with a face full of joy.

The two halted their steps on the open space just outside the living room.

Keira glanced at the room from time to time, but when she turned her head, she saw Isla holding her phone, messaging Jake, her face seemingly adorned with a smile…

Unable to restrain herself, Keira blurted out, “Mrs. Olsen is hustling about inside for you, and who knows what lowly deals she’s agreeing to with Mrs.

Horton right now. Aren’t you worried at all? How can you be so bold and confident?”

Upon hearing this, Isla gave her a glance. “That’s my mother. Isn’t it natural for

a mother to bustle about for her own daughter?”

After speaking, her expression suddenly turned cold. “Right, I forgot your own mother wasn’t good to you, so you’ve never experienced this feeling have you?”

Keira clenched her fists tight. “You…!”

Isla immediately gloated. “Then let me tell you what it feels like to have a mother who cares for her own daughter. Today, when I came home crying, my mother was really upset for me, so she took the initiative to come and plead my case.”

Keira said angrily, “The Horton family is the richest in Oceanion. What can

Mrs. Olsen offer to help you?!”

The look in Isla’s eyes suddenly became sinister. “If she can’t offer anything, then she’ll just have to kneel and bow her head until Mrs. Horton agrees!” “You…!”

“Keira, let me repeat myself. That’s my mother! Whatever she does for me is only right and proper! Didn’t you say you don’t owe me anything? Well, now I’ll let you fully understand the reality!”

Suddenly, Isla stepped in front of her and sneered. “The person you owe is my mother, and as I am her daughter, you inherently owe me too! If I’m not doing well, neither is my mother… If you really want my mother’s negotiation to go smoothly this time, you’d better seek out old Mrs. Horton to speak for me’ At least if Mrs. Horton agrees, it will help loosen old Mrs. Horton’s stance! Otherwise, even if my mother persuades Mrs. Horton, old Mrs. Horton might also suffer some indignities…”

Keira’s fists were clenched so tightly that, upon seeing the triumph on the other woman’s face, she wished she could tear her to shreds!

She herself respected Mrs. Olsen as both a teacher and a motherly figure, yet

the woman in front of her didn’t cherish her at all…

Yet, ironically, Keira understood that Mrs. Olsen was Isla’s mother…

It seemed normal for a mother to make any sacrifice for her daughter, and

Keira had no right to interfere.

At that moment, Keira felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

She had thought of many ways Isla might salvage the marriage, such as bringing up the baby or deceiving Jake, but she had never anticipated that Isla would go home and torment her frail mother.

Keira took a step back, distancing herself from Isla, and looked worriedly toward the living room again.

Half an hour later, Mrs. Olsen walked out of the room.

The moment she stepped out, Keira hurriedly came forward to support her.

Just as she was about to ask a couple of questions, Isla rushed over, pushing

Keira aside to take hold of Mrs. Olsen’s arm. “Mom, how did it go? Did Mrs. Horton agree?”

Mrs. Olsen seemed exhausted, and she managed a rueful smile. “Yes, she agreed.”

“Mom, I knew you could do it! I love you, Mommy!”

Isla acted coyly.

However, Mrs. Olsen didn’t caress her hair as she usually would but coldly pushed her away and turned to Keira. “Keira, see me out, will you?”

Keira immediately took her arm. “Mrs. Olsen, please take your time.”

Mrs. Olsen patted her hand and then spoke, “Don’t ever say that Taylor isn’t your father again…”

After all, she had personally witnessed Poppy’s amniocentesis and the paternity test with Taylor, and there could be no mistake.

Keira was momentarily stunned, “I really am not….”