Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Diane Taylor quickly took her clothes out of the closet and placed them on the chair, inviting her employer to take a seat.

The latter couldn’t help but chuckle. “What do you take me for?”

Although Diane Taylor was a girl, she was well-educated and naturally understood what he meant.

Her mom had wanted to make tea for him, but she had refused, afraid that it would upset his stomach. She had even used her own clothes to pad the stool, afraid that it would dirty his clothes.

Diane Taylor and her mom had gone to such great lengths.

Finn Taylor turned to the older woman. “Auntie, don’t mind her. You can just make tea with whatever tea leaves you have. Please do make more if you can. I’m sure those men outside are thirsty too.”

Gloria Kennedy had spent her life in the village, and the only way she knew how to show her gratitude was by presenting the best she had to her benefactor. But earlier on, she had been stumped by her daughter’s words and had been at a loss as to what to do.

Thankfully, Finn Taylor cut in. She quickly headed into the kitchen to make tea.

“Oh, it’s true that the tea we have at home doesn’t taste very good.”

Finn Taylor smiled as he sat down—he hadn’t sat down on the chair where the young girl had placed her clothes.

He wasn’t a pampered child. He’d never do that.

“We’re about done here. Well, will you return to San Francisco with me now?”

Diane Taylor wasn’t an ingrate. Now that Finn Taylor had already gone to such lengths, it would be ridiculous if she didn’t return with him. “Mr. Taylor, I’ll definitely go back with you.”

Very quickly, Gloria Kennedy came out with a pot of tea.

Finn Taylor turned to her. “Send it outside.”

“Aren’t you going to let them come in to have a seat?” She was stunned. ‘They helped us, after all. Shouldn’t we invite them in?’

“This house doesn’t have any men. It wouldn’t be right for them to come in.”

Diane Taylor couldn’t hold in her emotions when she heard that.



Time flew by. After her short reunion with her mom, Diane Taylor eventually returned to San Francisco with her employer.

Although Gloria Kennedy remained in the village, nobody dared to bother her anymore. Everyone now knew that she had influential figures supporting her—figures that none of them could afford to offend.

To everyone’s surprise, Linda James had whipped up a whole meal in advance, waiting for Diane Taylor’s return!

Even Finn Taylor was shocked. ‘Since when did my mother-in-law change? To be honest, if she had acted in this manner throughout the past three years, our relationship would probably be much better.’ 

At the table, Linda James even picked up a piece of meat and placed it on Diane Taylor’s plate. “Diane, I was wrong. I made you this meal. Will you forgive me?”

Diane Taylor was at a loss when faced with such sudden affection from the older woman, and she stood up in shock. “Auntie, I…”

Yvette Larson sat the young girl back down as she glared at her mom. “Spill it. What do you want?”

Linda James waved her off. “Nothing. What are you saying? I don’t want anything from you.”

Only then did Finn Taylor come to his senses. ‘So she needs a favor from me. No wonder…’

“Forget it then. I won’t agree to whatever you say this week.” Yvette Larson was resolute.

But just then, Linda James let out a smile that made her son-in-law come to a realization. ‘It looks like she really has something to ask of me—no wonder she changed so suddenly. However, I guess she’s still the same. Nothing has changed. But it’s true that she’s become much better after going through those experiences.’

“Actually, I do have something to tell you. Do you remember Auntie Melinda?”

“Who?”

“Auntie Melinda Lowe.”

“Oh, I remember her now. Why do you ask?”

“Her son is getting married. I want you guys to attend the wedding with me.”

Yvette Larson was indifferent. “I’m not going.”

“Why not? They came to your wedding, so how can you not go?”

“Did they come to attend our wedding? They were here to make fun of us. Don’t you remember how gleeful they were then?”

“Don’t be like that. I already promised them that we would go.”

Seeing that the mother-daughter duo was about to get into an argument, Finn Taylor quickly cut in. “Alright, Mom. We’ll go.”

Linda James burst out into a smile and put a piece of meat on her son-in-law’s plate as well. “See, my son-in-law knows what’s up.”

Her daughter rolled her eyes. “Son-in-law? That’s not how you addressed him in the past.”

Linda James felt a little guilty, but she wasn’t in any place to make a rebuttal. It was true that she had wronged her son-in-law in the past.

After the meal, Diane Taylor started washing up the dishes, and Yvette Larson pulled her husband into the room. “Why did you agree to Mom’s request? It’s obvious that there’s more to it.”

Finn Taylor shook his head. “It’s alright. As long as she’s happy. It’s no big deal anyway.”

“Sigh, I just think that you’ve made the wrong move. It’ll be difficult to back out of this.”

Finn Taylor shook his head. ‘None of this matters. Now that I’ve gone through so much, I understand that nothing matters more than a peaceful life.’

“Come out, Finn!” Linda James suddenly called for him.

“See, trouble is calling.”

Finn Taylor laughed but went out. “Mom, what’s up?”

“Help me see which outfit looks best.” Linda James handed her phone over. The outfit did look good, and even the materials and workmanship looked top-notch. “You know that I’ve lived a hard life after marrying into the Larson family. I don’t have any nice outfits. Since we’re going to the wedding, I want to get a new outfit. What about this one?”

“Get it. How much does it cost?” Finn Taylor was prepared to transfer the money over to his mother-in-law.

“20,000 dollars.”

“What?” Finn Taylor thought that he had heard her wrongly. ‘20,000? Is she serious?’

“Yes, 20,000.”

Yvette Larson observed the scene by the door. She heard her mom loud and clear, and she immediately rushed down. “Mom, are you mad? 20,000 for an outfit?”

Without delay, Linda James started sobbing yet again. “That’s right—20,000 is an exorbitant sum.. After all I’ve done for the family, just asking for an outfit is too much.”