Edith had no choice but to call Otto. She told him all about the Ferguson family's accusations with the photos.

"Otto, tell me. Do you have feelings for another woman?" Edith said gently, "Your marriage with Ella is Grandma's decision. If you have someone you like, I will surely support you."

"No, we're just friends."

Otto's head hurt a little. He rubbed his throbbing temple. He had rejected Ella countless times for such a long time. He had thought that Ella would give up as time passed.

But not only had Ella refused to give up, she had even crossed the line even further. She had actually hired someone to stalk him.

Edith was suspicious. "Are you really just friends? According to Ella, you have been going over there often to—"

"We're really just friends," Otto said once more, but he wasn't willing to explain further.

"I'll be returning home the day after tomorrow. Help me deal with Great-Grandma. I don't want my personal matters to affect my friend."

Hearing that, Edith no lo