Chapter 1866 An Ingrate

• She brushed off the non-existent dust on her clothes, speaking nonchalantly. “Is it any of your business?”
• “Mom!” Greysen exclaimed, his heart filled with anxiety and frustration, a sense of injustice and dissatisfaction lingering. “I am your son! Your eldest!”
• “So what?” Philippa eyed him sideways. “According to the law, I'm only required to take care of you for eighteen years. Now, you're already in your twenties. I have already fulfilled the obligations demanded by law. So what if you are my son? I no longer have the obligation to support you. Even if you take me to court, you'll only end up being the one ridiculed. Is there any point in telling me all this?”