The warm touch of the woman’s fingertips made Taya feel a little uncomfortable, and she tilted her head back. “Mrs. Yardley…” Her soft reminder slowly brought Jocelyn back to her senses. “I’m sorry, I lost control…” After she returned to Aronland, Jocelyn thought hard for a long time before she finally got over her fear of this face. “Anyway, my son was gone, and my retribution would come as expected, so why should I be afraid?” Thinking of this, Jocelyn moved her lips ...