Chapter 1241 Many Problems
"I'm sorry, but I've already divorced him. There's nothing you need to know, and I didn't take a penny from William. If there's nothing else..."
"Ms. Anderson, don't worry," Mandy interrupted her, showing no intention of leaving. "You should know about the incident in the private room last time. If I wanted to make a fuss about it, you wouldn't be able to get away with it, right?"
Ava frowned, "You want to make a fuss?"
"Whether I make a fuss or not depends on what you do. I see that man seems to matter to you. If I can't target you, I can target him. Do you want me to target him?"
Ava sat down. "What exactly do you want?"
"I told you, I just want to know more about you. If you can answer my questions properly, I can pretend that the incident never happened. Otherwise, if I can't deal with you, I can deal with him."
Ava asked coldly, "What do you want to know about me?"
"I did a little research on you. Your parents passed away, and then you were adopted by the Mitchell family. You married Alexander but got divorced, so this child should be Alexander's, right?"
Seeing Ava's silence, Mandy seemed to guess something, "Alexander doesn't know this is his child, does he?"
"Are you going to tell him?" Ava asked.
"Why would I tell him? I'm not close to him. If you don't want to tell him, you must have your reasons."
"Ms. Powell, what do you want? Why are you so interested in my issues? What do you want from me?"
She didn't think Mandy was a reasonable person, but Mandy seemed like a different person.
"How is your relationship with your parents? Are they good to you?" Mandy asked this question in a seemingly casual tone, but her eyes showed a hint of seriousness, though it was hard to notice without looking closely.
"They are very good to me, treating me like their own daughter."
Mandy's lips moved slightly, and she asked, "So, you're not their biological daughter?"
"Ms. Powell, what benefit do you get from my issues? Why do you have to..."
"Answer my question. You're not their biological daughter?"
Ava realized she had let it slip, so she had to admit, "I was adopted. I only found out about it recently."
"What about your biological parents?"
"I don't know who they are," Ava said.
"Have you thought about looking for them?"
Ava replied, "I tried, but I couldn't find them."
"Will you continue to look?"
"Not necessarily," Ava said. "Since they abandoned me, it means they didn't want me. Why should I find them? If I can't find them, so be it. I have no feelings for them anyway."
"What if they didn't want to abandon you? If you could find them, they would be very happy, and you could go home. Wouldn't that be good?" Mandy's tone was somewhat serious.
"My home is where my child and I are. Other people's homes have nothing to do with me; that's not my home."
Ava's tone and attitude were very firm.
Mandy's face suddenly stiffened, and she forced a smile, though it was somewhat strained. "You're right, but have you ever thought that maybe your parents had their reasons, maybe they..."
"Ms. Powell," Ava frowned, looking at her in confusion. "What do my biological parents have to do with you? If you keep asking, I'll start to suspect that you know who they are. Otherwise, why would you suddenly come to me today and ask so many questions?"
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
Mandy stood up, "You're right. I shouldn't be asking you these questions. I'll leave now. Goodbye."
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