When Michael saw that Wendy could not get away now, he looked down at Mrs. Lucas and expressed his concern for her. He asked, "Grandmother, are you okay?"
Grandmother nodded. Gazing at Wendy, she said, "I'm fine, but what's going on between the both of you?" She had already figured out a vague idea of what was happening.
"Grandmother, please help me," said Wendy pleadingly as she looked at Mrs. Lucas, clinging on desperately to her last lifeline. She wanted to struggle and break free of the bodyguards, but no matter what she did, the struggle was futile.
Mrs. Lucas continued looking at Michael as though she was waiting for his reply.
Not wanting his grandmother to worry about them, Michael said, "Grandmother, you should just wash your hands of this."
