"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
"No particular reason. Just please don't interrupt me while I'm talking. Isn't that the basics of politeness?" Erina glanced at Victoria and responded politely, but for some reason, an aura of coldness and aloofness emanated from her passively.
Ainsley had just stepped up a bit when she saw a black mouse running away from the corner of her eyes. The mouse passed by her legs quickly, before disappearing.
His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
“Shut up. No matter what your sister did wrong, it’s not up to an unrelated outsider to deal with her, let alone someone with an unknown background and impure motives.”
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
"No particular reason. Just please don't interrupt me while I'm talking. Isn't that the basics of politeness?" Erina glanced at Victoria and responded politely, but for some reason, an aura of coldness and aloofness emanated from her passively.
"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.