“Who’s your old friend?” Caroline asked curiously.

Belinda did not tell her. All she said was, “My old friend is an old friend. You don’t need to ask so many questions. When I’m not around, make sure to handle the company and family matters well. If anyone refuses to listen, just make a mental note and I’ll deal with them when I get back.

“Of course, it would be even better if you could deal with it yourself. After all, I’m getting old and I have to slowly let go for you to take over. You can’t rely on me your whole life.”

Caroline replied, “I know, Mom. Don’t worry. It’s not your first time going on a trip anyway. The last time you went to Wiltspoon for around three weeks, I handled everything just fine.”

In fact, she felt more at ease when her mother was not home because those people could not use her mother to suppress her. She could do whatever she wanted.

“I believe in you. It’s late now. You should head up to sleep. I’ll watch a little longer before I go back to bed.”

Carol