She was bullied all the time and particularly when she was forced by his mother Mary and his brother, Queenie, the last mercy was gone.
"No, I mean, you don't look like them at all. " Tyrone shook his head.
He took a close look at Nancy and said, "You have nothing in common with them."
Nancy snorted, "It's best for me not to be like them."
Tyrone walked to another bedroom to sleep rather than continue this topic.
"Take a good rest," Tyrone said.
“Fine, Goodnight.”
Nancy got up and saw that Tyrone had breakfast at the table the next day.
Tyrone was extremely elegant and aristocratic, which was very enjoyable to appreciate.
"I'm going on a business trip today. This card is for you." Tyrone handed a gold card to Nancy, "If you want to buy something, pay it by this card."
Nancy was g
