Cheryl's lips curled up slightly, then she got up and left.

Just as she returned to the second floor, she saw Laura sitting on the sofa.

"Laura."

Laura glanced downstairs where Aiden had already gone to the study, and then she spoke with a troubled expression, "Mom, about Matthew..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Cheryl interrupted coldly, "I know what you're thinking. This matter can't be rushed. Right now, we need to figure out a way to make Clara completely ...