It was late at night, and the two aunts of the Collinses had already gone back to their guest rooms to rest. Rosalind was still in her room, Raine Nolan accompanying her.
Ten minutes ago, Tristan Collins was called by Madam and not returned since then.
Raine knew that her mother was fine. She had used this tactic just to divert everyone's attention, so she was worried for herself at the moment.
"Mom, can I still live here?"
Rosalind Taylor thought for a moment: "Now Madam has called your father over. This must be the topic they're discussing. There are still guests at home, so they shouldn't kick you out at this time."
"What about later?"
She just came back and didn't want to go back to the gloomy house of the Taylors.
Rosalind was also troubled.
Actually, she had already anticipated Madam's attitude and knew that Tristan would most likely listen to Madam.
After thinking it over, she said, "You go back to your room first. If anyone asks, just say you're already in bed."
