Selma Payne's POV:
Being lectured by a child who looked only two years old was a rather comical scene. However, I couldn't smile because I knew Cynthia was right.
I'd become weak, and I'd become more indecisive as time went by.
Cynthia calmly looked at me. Her almond-shaped eyes didn't carry any of the innocence of a child. Instead, she was so rational that even I found it hard to look at her directly.
She said, "I understand your concern for me, but Mother, the probability of this happening is even lower than if I were to buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize. To prevent that one in ten thousand chance of an accident, will you give up the remaining nine thousand nine hundred and ninety percent chance of survival?
