370: Tearing Apart The Mistress By Hand!_1
Phoebe Perryne thought for a long time.
She felt that Norma Augus was right.
If Mrs. Perryne were still lucid now, she would definitely approve of this.
After all, Mrs. Perryne's greatest hope in life was to see Mary Perryne get her just deserts.
Seeing her mother finally nod, Norma Augus was overjoyed and continued, "Okay, you can just listen to me from now on."
Phoebe Perryne didn't have any excessive facial expressions, and she turned her head to glance at Mrs. Perryne lying on the bed. A moment passed, and she sighed.
Despite making the decision, she still felt somewhat apologetic towards her mother.
Norma Augus grasped Phoebe Perryne's hand, "Mom, I believe that grandma will be pleased at this moment."
"Mmm."
Norma Augus did not say anything more; she picked up her cell phone and dialed the Perryne family's number.
Norma Augus only had the landline number for the Perryne family. The person who picked up was the housekeeper.