Didn’t you say that without holding a banquet, it’s not considered a real marriage? Why is Mrs. Keane suddenly saying something ? Ivana Monroe felt that Mrs. Keane was setting a trap for her. "What exactly are you trying to say? Why not just be straightforward with me?" "Heh... truly disrespectful. You don’t even call me mother-in-law once. No wonder Timmy hasn’t called me grandma since he came in. Do you two think you have my son wrapped around your finger, so you can be at ease?" Ivana sneered coldly, thinking how hypocritical Mrs. Keane was. From the very beginning, Mrs. Keane never treated her as a daughter-in-law. She even caused a scene at Ivana’s workplace with Kiki Jennings and hit her. Later, it was Julia Sinclair. How dare Mrs. Keane criticize her for not calling her mother-in-law after everything she did? And about Timmy, does she really treat Timmy like her own grandson? Why did Timmy end up this way? I’m sure Mrs. Keane knows better than anyone. "Think whatever you want. I indeed have your son wrapped around my finger. But let me remind you, if you want to earn the respect of the younger generation, you should first learn to respect them. I’ve always thought that tactics are meant for dealing with enemies, don’t you think?" Ivana asked with a smile. Mrs. Keane’s face turned livid with anger: "Ivana Monroe, you’re going too far. I’m your elder, and it’s your place to remind me? You’re too full of yourself. My son is just temporarily infatuated with you. Life is long, can you guarantee that when you’re old and haggard, my son won’t get tired of you? No matter the age, men always like young and beautiful women. If you defy me now, don’t blame me for not helping you then." "Oh my, thank you so much! If your son is such a superficial bastard, I wouldn’t need your help; I would leave him myself. Who doesn’t live just as well after leaving someone? The world spins the same without anybody." Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "If you called me over just to say this and there’s nothing else, I’m leaving." Mrs. Keane saw Ivana turning to leave and said angrily, "If you walk out of this room, you’ll regret it." Ivana’s hand grasped the door handle. As she opened the door, Mrs. Keane called out again: "Close the door; I have other things to say." Ivana pursed her lips; couldn’t she have just said it from the beginning? Why use her status as an elder to pressure her with filial piety? Closing the door, Ivana turned around, leaning against it with her arms crossed: "What is it?" Look at that, what attitude is Ivana showing? Acting like a leader towards an elder, is Ivana the real boss in this house? Mrs. Keane was frustrated to death. If it weren’t for that matter, she would never have spoken nicely to Ivana; she would have called someone to throw Ivana out. "Last time at my father’s birthday banquet, you shouldn’t have embarrassed him in front of so many people and said such upsetting things. He was so infuriated he ended up in the hospital. I want you to go apologize and appease him." That was Mrs. Keane’s real purpose. After sobering up, old man Pierce forgot most things, except Ivana opposing him, saying she wouldn’t let his grandson have money and suggesting transferring Leon Keane’s assets to her own family. The old man was trembling with anger, his face pale. If the ambulance hadn’t arrived in time, old man Pierce might have passed away. Preston Pierce recorded a video of old man Pierce’s resuscitation for Mrs. Keane to see. Initially, Mrs. Keane was utterly disappointed in him and planned not to care about old man Pierce and Lucas Pierce anymore, but upon seeing the video, her heart softened, and she cried, covering her mouth at home. After old man Pierce was resuscitated, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to tell Preston to call her and say Leon Keane’s assets must never fall into Ivana’s hands. He also insisted that Ivana must come to apologize and admit her mistakes so that he could calm down. Mrs. Keane dared not refuse the old man’s request, leading to calling Leon and Ivana over for a meal today. Ivana looked at Mrs. Keane without saying a word, sneering inwardly. She felt like slapping herself for ever minding Mrs. Keane’s business. Wouldn’t it be better to see her being bullied and abused by old man Pierce? She really was meddling too much. Leon even said Mrs. Keane wanted to thank her, but it turned out Mrs. Keane had no gratitude and was eagerly pushing her into the fire pit. Ivana chuckled softly; sometimes, it’s not worth being a good person. "What are you laughing at? Aren’t you willing? Let me tell you, regardless of your willingness, you have to go. If you don’t..." Mrs. Keane paused. "What will be the consequences?" Ivana coldly laughed. "I’ll hold a press conference and tell everyone how unfilial you are as a daughter-in-law," Mrs. Keane’s eyes flashed with malice: "Your GK has just started to improve; if your image collapses, your company will be the first to be affected. I know it’s your mother’s legacy; you wouldn’t want to destroy it, would you?" Ivana’s heart tightened suddenly, glaring coldly at Mrs. Keane, whose eyes shone with the unique sharpness of a businessman, despite her age. "You’re really despicable." Undeniably, Mrs. Keane seized her weakness. If Mrs. Keane held a press conference accusing her of being unfilial, even if Leon stood up for her, the audience wouldn’t believe her. Mrs. Keane would be speaking as an elder to the media. "You forced me to do this. Speaking of despicable, who in this world could be more despicable than you, Ivana Monroe? You’ve taken away my son and grandson, angered my elderly father to the point of needing resuscitation. Leon must be blind to not see through your vicious nature." As if a son or grandson could be taken away? Why didn’t Mrs. Keane reflect on herself? Old man Pierce’s eyes only focused on Mrs. Keane and Leon’s money, like a bottomless pit, never treating Mrs. Keane as a true daughter. If Mrs. Keane sought trouble herself, she couldn’t be helped. Those to be pitied must have their flaws. "Are you sure you want me to apologize?" "Yes, you must apologize." Mrs. Keane’s attitude was firm. Seeing Ivana relent, she thought her approach worked; Ivana was afraid. Indeed, Ivana was afraid; GK was her mother’s painstaking effort. She couldn’t let GK suffer due to anything. "I can agree to your terms, but I have a precondition," Ivana said. "This will be the last time you use your status as an elder to force me to do things I don’t want to with the threat of my mother’s company." Mrs. Keane frowned; was it necessary to lay it out so clearly? "Fine, I promise you." With old man Pierce pressing hard, Mrs. Keane had no choice but to agree with Ivana to calm the old man as quickly as possible. Ivana’s eyes flickered with a sly cold smile. "Tomorrow at ten in the morning, meet me at XX hospital. I’ll be waiting for you there." Ivana and Mrs. Keane headed downstairs. "Honey, what did Mom talk to you about?" Leon Keane looked at Ivana with concern. Mrs. Keane felt a stab at her heart. "Nothing much, just that old man Pierce is in the hospital, and Mom asked me to go see him tomorrow at ten at XX hospital."