"Milo, please help me. I don't want to go in," Rosa's face was full of tears, her complexion haggard.
The villa's living room was empty except for the two.
Milo frowned at his sister, feeling irritable, "Sure I'll help you."
He only had this one sister. He couldn't just stand by.
If Rosa really went in jail, it would certainly affect the family.
Rosa's face instantly lit up with joy, her mind spinning with greedy thoughts.
"Can you help me with custody? Timothy is my son."
Timothy was the child she had raised on her own. She absolutely couldn't let go of custody.
Milo scolded angrily, "What are you thinking? You can't even protect yourself! Do you think you can fight against the Owens?"
Milo had a splitting headache, wishing he could slap Rosa awake.
Frightened by his sudden chan
