Chapter 207 Burn Those Letters Off

• “I'm sure you know better than me how Grandma died, Marilyn,” Genevieve said with a sneer. “I had just stepped into the study when you showed up the next second. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?”
• Marilyn gritted her teeth, her face darkening with every second.
• There are too many people around, and I'm only talking to Genevieve through this video call. The more she runs her mouth, the more likely others might hear something disadvantageous to me.