Ruby respected Arnold a lot: "You were right."
Hamza was also there, leaning on a cane, with a slightly deep gaze. He didn't beat around the bush: "Ruby, I didn't quite hear clearly up there, but are you wanting to divorce my son?"
Arnold frowned, "This was a matter for the younger generation, you shouldn't meddle in it."
"Arnold, I don't want to get involved, but I have to ask," Hamza chuckled. "After all, it has come to this point."
Ruby was especially apologetic to Hamza. Ever since she married into the Cromwell family, her in-laws treated her as if she were their own daughter. They would say that Chicago was far from New York, but if she needed anything, she just had to let them know and they would support her.
It has been like this for so many years.
Amelia was kidn*pped, and Ha
