Aurora Blaine was stunned.
She looked at Mrs. Yan, her eyes full of complex emotions.
Mrs. Yan stared back at her, "Sort everything out in the next few days, cut ties where necessary. In the future, when we meet, behave according to your roles as per your identities."
In the hall, the servants retreated, leaving only five people.
Aurora Blaine and Mrs. Yan, Asher Tillman, and two guards.
Seeing Aurora Blaine not responding for a while, Mrs. Yan frowned, "Did you hear me?"
Aurora Blaine clenched her hand, her eyes slightly lowered, and after about a minute, she spoke, "I can't do it."
Her tone was extremely flat, but those four words were full of defiance.
Mrs. Yan's face showed displeasure, "How many times do I need to tell you before you see his intentions clearly?"
"No matter how many times you say it, I believe him," Aurora Blaine pressed her lips together.
"Aurora!" Mrs. Yan raised her voice.
