Chapter 225

• "Evening, Frank should have told you why I asked you to come in, right?" Old Mrs. Holt pulled Tamara Randall into the study and gently patted her hand.
• "I know," Tamara Randall nodded.
• "Sigh, I'm getting old too. I really don't understand how you young people think nowadays, or your love and hate. Grandma just wants to ask you one question, what do you really think of Frank?" Old Mrs. Holt shook her head, looking at Tamara Randall seriously.