Chapter 222 Don't You Think It's Too Late

Helena couldn't care less about her image at this moment. She got up from the ground and explained to him, "I am her mother! I am Celia's mother!"

Although Helena's clothes did not look cheap, her face was swollen. She had just been thrown to the ground by the bodyguards and now she looked a little embarrassed.

A trace of disdain flashed in the bodyguard's eyes. "Since you are Young Madame's mothe