She looked up at Norman, her tear-stained face actually looking pitiable for once.
"I told you to pay them a visit the day we arrived, but you completely blew them off," Norman said bluntly. "Now that your life is up in flames, you suddenly expect them to roll out the red carpet? Of course they're furious with you."
"Just wait until we get back to the hotel. Try calling them again then."
"But... aren't they my family?" Mara sniffled, genuinely confused.
Norman nearly rolled his eyes out of his head. "Did you seriously think the rest of the world was going to blindly coddle your every whim the way your mother does?"
Meanwhile, in the lush, manicured courtyard of the Quinn family estate, an elegant, silver-haired Eleanor Quinn was methodically watering her prized orchids.
Standing nearby, her granddaughter, Seraphina Quinn, tilted her head. "Grandma, whose call was that?"
"Just an irrelevant nuisance," Eleanor replied coolly, adjusting her grip on the watering can.
Less than a minute later, the phone resting on the patio table began to buzz again.
Eleanor merely shot it a disdainful glance before returning her attention to the delicate petals.
Seraphina stepped closer, checking the screen. "Grandma, it's a number from Melvion City. Could this be related to Aunt Lacey?"
"Ignore it," Eleanor commanded sharply.
They stood in silence, letting the phone ring itself out.
"If you really don't want to talk to her, why not just decline the call?" Seraphina asked softly.
"Then you decline it for me," Eleanor instructed without looking back.
Seraphina reached out and tapped the red button. "Grandma, are Mira and Mara both Aunt Lacey's daughters? I heard they were twins."
"Twins?" Eleanor let out a bitter, mocking scoff. "That woman is utterly blind and foolish."
"Wait... aren't they?" Seraphina asked, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Don't waste a second of your time worrying about those girls. They're ungrateful wretches, exactly like their mother."
The monstrous scandal surrounding Mira and Mara had been dominating the headlines for days. As one of the four elite pillars of Aethelgard, the Quinn family was acutely aware that the two girls were currently in the city.


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