Although Vivian Walters was shocked by Lily Redington's calmness, she quickly gathered herself.
"Miss Redington, please... please don't hurt my son. I know it's my fault, I disturbed you, I shouldn't have held on to Mrs. Lucas' position for so many years, and I shouldn't have gotten in your way."
"I will kowtow to you, I will kowtow to you... please spare Ben... I was wrong... I really was wrong..."
Vivian Walters, despite Lily Redington standing coldly in front of her without saying a word, persistently acted like a suffering victim.
She sobbed profusely as she kowtowed and apologized.
And her act was full-on; each time she kowtowed, her forehead struck the marble floor hard.
After a few times, distinct blood marks were visible.
Such a tragically miserable mother.
Such a mother, who for the sake of her child, humiliated herself to kowtow to a mistress, unaware how much pity and sympathy she drew from the crowd.
