The more Valeria thought about it, the angrier she became. And she was even trembling with anger.
William sat next to her with his legs crossed. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes when he saw her, "What are you going to do now?"
"I don't know!" Valeria covered her face with her hands, in despair and anger.
"You don't know? Are you just going to watch this happen without doing anything? Are you willing?" William intended to make the situation worse.
Of course, Valeria was not reconciled. Her chest was burning with anger now, and she couldn't wait to rush back to the Brown family's villa to drive the mistress and her daughter out.
But she also knew that violence couldn't change anything. Ashley and her daughter must have been planning it for long.
It must have taken them a long time to gain her trust step by step.
They had come prepared for this, which was why she lost in such a terrible way.