A chill swept through Serena’s limbs, leaving her numb and deathly pale, and her face was deathly pale.
Isabella’s mind went blank. If her classmates found out she’d been kicked out of the Ravenshire estate, they would definitely stop hanging out with her.
With everyone dismissed, staying at Vellmont Lodge was temporarily out of the question. Caspian spoke gently to Vivienne, trying to make arrangements. “Why don’t you move into Northwing Court and stay with Grandpa for a few days? Once everything is settled, I’ll send you to Alderwick.”
Vivienne couldn’t have been happier and nodded vigorously.
Caspian stood up, his gaze flicking over to Serena, and started leading Vivienne toward the door.
“Mr. Ravenshire!” Serena’s expression was sorrowful as she looked pleadingly at Vivienne. “Could you let me have a private word with Vivienne?”
Caspian hesitated slightly.
“Sir, you were right to scold me,” Serena said. “I was foolish before, but Vivienne is still my child. She’s about to leave for Alderwick. Please, just let me give her a few words of advice.”
Caspian looked down at Vivienne, who nodded.
“Grandpa will wait for you outside.”
Caspian was the first to leave the room. Serena patted Isabella’s shoulder. “Isabella, you go out too.”
Isabella was a bit surprised. She was reluctant but didn’t dare to disobey.
Soon, only Serena and Vivienne were left in the room.
Vivienne acted as if nothing was wrong. “What did you want to say to me?”
Serena’s expression turned cold. She looked Vivienne up and down. The girl had a terrifying amount of composure; she was actually smiling while the world burned around her.
But she later learned that while a parent’s love could be unconditional, her mother was simply an exception to the rule.
She now understood that no matter how deep the feelings, once enough disappointment had accumulated, it was easy to let go.
“Vivienne!” Serena’s eyes were filled with resentment. “Do you really think you can stand on your own two feet in Obsidian Estate? The old man has so many children and grandchildren—all of them his own flesh and blood. Without me to protect you, do you really think your grandmother’s old favor is enough to let you rest easy?”
Vivienne paused and glanced over her shoulder, a flicker of cold amusement crossing her features. “Yes, I can.”
Serena still underestimated Grandma, and she underestimated Grandpa too. People from their generation kept their promises as if their lives depended on it, which was why Grandpa never gave up on raising her right, not until the day he died.
Serena was startled by her daughter’s cold, indifferent gaze. In her memory, this daughter was foolish and timid; she was incapable of saying such things.
Vivienne didn’t want to get entangled with Serena any longer. She pushed the door open and walked out. She had already made a clean break with Serena once before, so this time, she felt completely at peace.

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