"Mom, what are you talking about?" Annie Lawrence turned her head, hiding the contempt and fierceness in her eyes. She grabbed Rose Liall's hand, looking sincere and earnest. "How could I bear to let you sleep in the streets and beg for food? Mom, I'm sorry. I was wrong for saying things that made you sad before."
"Actually, I am only going to accompany those bosses for dinner and drinks, nothing more. They are all very generous. When I come back, we will have money, and we can find a nice place for us to stay."
"Just bear with it a little longer and wait here for me for a few hours. I will be back soon."
Hearing what her daughter said, Rose felt more relieved.
It seems that her daughter is still filial after all.
She didn't say anything to stop Annie from leaving, afraid that if she said too much, Annie would change her mind and not go.
