The next morning, after breakfast, Cecelia Archer left Candy at home to play with the old master and accompanied Mrs. Vaughn to the Bell family’s estate.
The Bell Family had once been in the foreign trade business and had their moment in the sun. However, due to policy changes and a lack of effort from the younger generations, they were a far cry from their former glory.
But as the saying goes, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. And with the Vaughn Family’s support, while they could no longer be counted among the top families in Veridia, they were still part of the upper class. Their residence was still quite luxurious.
As the car pulled into the courtyard, Mrs. Vaughn ordered Cecelia to carry all the gifts. The two had just reached the entrance to the main hall when a group of lavishly dressed men and women came out to greet them.
"Sis!"
"Auntie!"
"Auntie!"
"It’s been so long! You’re finally back!"
Hearing that Mrs. Vaughn was back, the entire Bell Family had gathered today—more than a dozen people, young and old—and they instantly swarmed around her.
There were hugs and greetings, and for a moment, the scene was incredibly lively.
Cecelia didn’t know who any of these people were or what to call them, so she waited outside the crowd, holding the gifts. Several minutes passed before everyone finally went inside.
"Quick, quick, let’s go inside and sit down to talk. We haven’t seen you in so many years, you have to stay for at least a few days this time."
"I wonder if your tastes have changed. I’ll have the chef make you lots of your favorite foods. How have you not gained any weight after all these years?"
Mrs. Vaughn basked in their flattery, taking a seat on the main sofa in the center of the living room. She paid no mind to Cecelia and began observing and complimenting her younger relatives one by one.
Cecelia stood there holding the gifts, her arms aching from the strain. She didn’t know how much time had passed before Mrs. Vaughn finally glanced her way.
"I brought a little something for each of you. I just didn’t know what you all like these days, so I just bought clothes. See if you like them."
Cecelia carried the items over and placed them on the coffee table. Mrs. Vaughn handed them out one by one, and the girls all happily went off to unwrap their gifts.
Still, no one paid any attention to Cecelia, and Mrs. Vaughn didn’t tell her to find a place to sit.
So Cecelia simply stood behind the sofa, watching their lively gathering.
After a while, once they had talked enough about the gifts, the topic of conversation changed.
"Is Lucky still around? I haven’t seen him in years, I miss him so much. Quick, bring him out for me to see."
"Of course. Lucky is our family’s treasure. He’s not young anymore, but he’s always been in pretty good health. Quick, bring him out for your Auntie to see."
Two cute and lively girls scurried upstairs and quickly came back down, carrying an old, decrepit-looking Shar-Pei.
Mrs. Vaughn reacted as if she’d seen the apple of her eye, holding the dog in her arms, kissing and petting it.
"He really is our family’s great treasure. I’m so relieved to see you’ve taken such good care of him all these years."
"No matter how carefully we look after him, he’s getting on in years. His body isn’t what it used to be, and we don’t know how much longer he’ll hold on. Sis, if you want to see him, you should get a good look now. He hasn’t been moving much at all this year, and the vet said he might... Oh, right. Today’s the day for his vaccinations. We already made an appointment with the pet hospital, so he needs to go out for that in a bit."
Mrs. Vaughn gave the dog another affectionate hug.
"Go on, then. Go soon and come back quickly; don’t let it get delayed. Which hospital is the appointment at?"
Someone mentioned the hospital’s name, and Mrs. Vaughn turned to look at Cecelia again.
"You’re just standing around with nothing to do anyway, so you take him. Tell her what Lucky needs, and take him for a bath before the shot. I want to sleep with Lucky tonight."
Since they had arrived, Mrs. Vaughn hadn’t given Cecelia a second thought. Everyone else assumed she was an assistant Mrs. Vaughn had brought with her, or perhaps a nanny from the Vaughn Family. One of them picked up the dog and handed it to Cecelia.


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