This question clearly hit a sore spot for Seraphina.
After all, the entertainment industry wasn't just about looks; it was about having a powerful background.
But what parents did she have?
From the moment she could remember, she had been at St. Jude's Home!
Yet, this was the kind of question she absolutely could not lie about.
If she ever got famous, these things would be impossible to hide. Lying now would only make her look deceitful later.
She glanced at the guests curiously crowding around Penelope.
Some were strangers, but others were highly influential figures in the industry.
Biting her lower lip, she spoke with deep, difficult shame. "I don't have parents. I grew up in an orphanage."
As soon as the words left her mouth, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd.
Even Quinn froze, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt for treating the girl so harshly moments ago.
But in the next second, Penelope unexpectedly pulled Seraphina down, wrapping her in a tight, desperate embrace.
"My darling girl... my granddaughter. You've suffered so much..."
Pulled into the hug, Seraphina didn't even have time to be angry before the words completely blindsided her.
Granddaughter? What did that mean?
Had the fall knocked the old woman's brains loose?
The surrounding guests, equally confused, immediately broke into astonished whispers.
Quinn was entirely lost. She had no idea why Penelope was suddenly fawning over the girl who had just knocked her down, so she looked at Isla for help.
"Ms. Jace, what is..."
Having navigated the film industry for years, Isla knew plenty of trade secrets and shared a close personal relationship with Penelope.
Taking in the scene, she spoke up hesitantly.
"I recall that while Madam Chair only had one biological daughter, she adopted her best friend's son as a stepchild years ago.

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