With a sneer, Jessica shoved the last piece of French fries into her mouth.

"You have two grown daughters now. Shouldn't you take them to see the old man? A month ago, I was invited to Broome to examine your father's health. He is not in a good condition.”

Her words were like a hammer hitting Julie‘s heart.

“He... He's sick?" Julie's mouth went dry, and she had to struggle to stay calm.

“Not in that way. It should be easy for a rich family like the Smith family to take care of an old man," Jessica said, smirking slightly.