Provocation

Looking at June's expression, Sharon knew that she had to know something. Suppressing her excitement, she asked, "Mom, why did you suddenly say such a thing? I'm doing my own business. Can't I leave the matters at home to the servants?"

"Why are you so talkative!? Sharon, I didn't expect you to still dare talk back!" June was furious. Sharon was clearly at the hospital that day, but she didn't take care of me. Instead, she took care of that old man, Uncle Smith.

"I'm telling you: you're not allowed to attend. Otherwise, I'll break your legs. Our Harris family doesn't have such a disobedient daughter-in-law!"

Sharon frowned. I never told anyone in the Harris family about this, and nobody knows that I've been selected. However, June said it so confidently. It seems that someone must've asked her to say these words today.

"Why?" Sharon sounded aggrieved. "Mom, it's the movie that Mr. Xander is going to make."