Chapter 150

When the others heard Tiffany and the lady talking, they looked over and waved at Tiffany to go over and join them. Avery was the only one who looked incredibly awkward. She faked a smile, but her palms were all sweaty. "Avery, your daughter’s here. Hurry up and ask her to come and join us.” Avery was at a loss for words. "I…” Tiffany saw that Yasmine had already unwrapped her packet of cigarettes, pulled one out, and lit it as she leaned against the cigarette cabinet, smoking. She looked carefree and lax. She watched the whole scene with an intrigued look. Tiffany looked back at the enthusiastic rich housewives and said in a cold voice, "My mother’s dead. Does she look dead to you?" The whole place immediately went quiet. The awkwardness filled the air. "Ms. Carlson, I have no relations with you. Please don't tell anyone we’re related in the future." She and Yasmine turned to leave and got into the red supercar parked on the side of the road. They left behind the silent g