"Auntie, please don't go." Zora Hughes hurriedly grabbed Nidya Hughes and whispered in persuasion, "Even if Xaviera is wrong, you can't blame her. Her relationship with our family has never been good. If she gets scolded again, she'll undoubtedly hold resentment. Please give her a chance to redeem herself! I'll do anything as long as she doesn't go astray!"
"We're about to hold the opening ceremony. If Xaviera can correct her mistakes, let's forget this incident. I can give her the porcelain sculpture and let her continue to be in charge. The final credit will still be hers. But if she insists on causing trouble, we must correct her. We can't just watch her sink deeper."
Nidya Hughes glared with disgust, gritting her teeth and roaring, "Why should we give it to her? The Heninger Family has already recognized you as the person in charge. Why should she take it? And you even want to give it to her? Even if you're so kind and tolerant, she won't remember your kindness!"
