In the end, the old lady was so backed into the corner that she was slightly buying into the idea of going with the flow. She turned to Hana. “Why don’t I just go and serve that old d*mned thing?”

“Aunt Cecilia, we can always figure something out. The Dixon family is threatening us, and they will not get away with it. In a few days, after I have finished the business at hand, I will accompany you to report the case,” said Hana to her aunt, frowning.

The old lady could tell that Hana seemed to