"Alright, I'll go," I respond, causing Christiana's eyes to widen in surprise. "Raymond?" Mr. William exclaims in disbelief. "You had no choice, dear," Grandma interjects, addressing me. Then, turning away from me, she commands, "Greenwood, gather Raymond's belongings upstairs." She addresses this to the male helper, clearly not expecting such a declaration from me. "But I would take my wife with me," I declare, throwing a炸弹shell into the conversation. Grandma's expression冻结，她缓缓转过头，一脸困惑地看着我。 "Excuse me?" she asks, disbelief evident in her tone. I meet her gaze, daring her to challenge me. "Well, if I'm leaving, my wife comes along," I insist. "As far as I'm aware, Christiana and I are legally bound, and I won't be separated from her." Grandma lets out a scoff, stepping closer. "You cunning little devil, thinking you can outsmart me, aren't you?" she says, her words practically brushing against my face. I stare back, silently daring her to try and stop me. "Grandma, I choose to stay with my husband," Christiana's voice cuts through the tension, leaving everyone, including myself, stunned. As it turns out, a wise man once said that true character is revealed when power is bestowed. And what about family, especially during times of conflict and struggle for dominance? Is family truly the same under such circumstances?
