Three sets of eyes are staring in front of her, judging every move and actions, looking at her face and stature like she's a canvas but an ugly canvas base on their scowled expression upon seeing her for the first time in four years.
Geraldine is standing in the middle of the room like a stone, unmoving and has a poker expression plastered on her face. She has been bought inside the mansion by Gael to present her to the Duke for clarification if she's a fake or not.
"So, you're telling me that this girl is Geraldine," Duke Victor Gauthier sips his camomile tea with a grumble. His face is still the same when Geraldine leave the mansion as if he didn't age at all, the only difference is the Grey specks that appears on his hair as a sign of aging.
Geraldine rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "I already told you that I can just go away and forget everything that happened here. So no need for interrogation."
