Chapter 551

Linda vividly remembered her childhood when she would follow her grandparents to remote farms to catch chickens. They always chose far-off places, sometimes requiring hours of driving, but the food they brought back was delicious and not available in the city. Linda's milk-drinking habit also stemmed from their fondness for it. However, after falling for William, she adjusted to his preference and abandoned milk for coffee. That change occasionally caused her heart to race uncomfortably. "My mom…" William began, but Linda cut him off, "You don't need to say it, as I already know what happened. To me, Ms. Clay was truly despicable. But, to be fair, the people around me weren't much better. Honestly, it seems like you and I empathize with each other well." Both of them had trusted the ones they thought were closest, only to discover that those were the very people who betrayed them the most. She sighed, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Isn't it tragic? When all the faith you had