All I could do was offer half-hearted responses.

Then, she suddenly changed the subject and asked if, over the years, I had found an elderly gentleman I liked.

Her words sent a rush of blood straight to my head, but I held my temper in check.

I replied, "I'm old now, and I don't have the heart for that anymore."

Riley teased me, saying I had high standards and that the men her mother had introduced to me did not stand a chance.

"Well, you're too good for just anyone, Kenya. You've got to be choosy to find someone who's truly suitable."

She prattled on, saying that as my family members, they completely supported and understood me.

She said it would be nice to have someone to grow old with, someone to care for each other in later years.

My face grew darker, but she seemed oblivious.

Finally, Riley got to her real point.

She said that if I were to remarry, they would fully support it. However, before that, I should transfer my assets to the younger generation so that the property would not become shared marital property after the marriage, benefiting some outsiders.

Well, so she had come to give me a lesson.

I figured it was better to make my stance clear today, to avoid any more of their future tricks.

I told her that I was old and had no interest in such things.

This matter was off the table, and I warned her that bringing it up again would be an act of disrespect.

Then, I kicked her out before she could say anything else.

After Riley left, I immediately called Hassan and scolded him harshly. I demanded to know whether it was his idea or his wife's to suggest that I get remarried and transfer all my assets to them.

Hassan explained that Riley was just looking out for me and told me not to hold a grudge against her. As for the property, although it was unpleasant to talk about, Riley's words made sense. And regarding whether or not I wanted to find a partner, that was entirely up to me. No one would force me.

I was so furious that I hung up the phone on him right away.

Riley's scheming left me in a foul mood for several days. I wanted to go out with my best friend, have some fun, and clear my head.

My husband had passed away many years ago due to illness.

For years, I had been both mother and father, raising the two kids on my own. I had worked hard to see them establish their own families and careers.