The Smiths' Mansion
Ada was already in cold sweat.
Helen hugged Bob and sat on the opposite side. There was another woman beside her, her cousin, Vivian Hunks.
Vivian was beautiful and well-groomed. She wore her hair in a bun and was in an expensive brocade dress, with a hollowed-out embroidery cloak over her shoulders. She crossed her long and slender legs, looking graceful yet arrogant.
"I think Mrs. Smith should know why I'm here today." She picked up the teacup with her tender and delicate fingers and took a sip.
Ada said humbly, "Claire came from the country and was ill-bred. She has always been rebellious and unruly. I have already scolded her badly, and she knows that she is wrong."
Vivian covered her mouth and sneered. "Mrs. Smith, it's not enough to educate children by scolding."
Ada choked. "Then… what do you mean…"
