How could she not be proud that Devin had finally made a remarkable comeback?
Savannah frowned. Relationships in wealthy families were so impersonal that even Dylan's elder sister was scheming against him.
She suddenly felt some sympathy for Dylan. No wonder he didn't dare tell his family about the relapse of his depression.
How could he rest assured of such a family who was eyeing up his place like a ravening wolf?
Thinking of this, Savannah turned to Susan and couldn't help from blurting out, "You are too modest, Mrs. Yontz. Devin does not need to be taken care of by his uncle. He already has a knack of getting ahead. Just be careful, the one who climbs high falls heavily."
Susan changed her face and replied in a low voice, "I'm talking to my brother. Who are you to speak to me?"
"She is my woman." Dylan's words stopped Susan's mouth. "And by reason, of course, she is of the same generation as you. Can she speak to you now?"