Chapter 142 Time Will Tell

"You..." Madam Young was so livid she was at a loss for words. Her hand shook as she pointed at Moore, and it was quite a while before she managed to hiss, "In your dreams! Even if I'm gone, I'll make sure you never get a foot into the door of the Youngs." I was not one for snooping, but after catching just that bit of their spat, I could piece together the gist. It looked like Moore had her sights set on becoming one of the Youngs, but Madam Young was not having it, and they were at a standoff. Considering Moore's usual style, should she not be buttering up Madam Young instead of going toe-to-toe with her, especially since she was not officially in the family yet? The nerve of her, spouting off like that and potentially cutting off her own escape route. Could it be that Idris had her feeling so secure that she could not care less about Madam Young's take on the matter? "What's got your attention?" Maxwell's voice broke through my thoughts. I spun around to find Maxwell, a faint