The Varhadt family's horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the Loren family's residence. A beautiful blonde-haired girl gracefully got down, a bunch of bright sunflowers in her hands.
"Welcome, Lady Varhadt, Lady Riana is waiting for you inside." The middle-aged man who took care of the house politely greeted Vilda Varhadt in a friendly manner.
"Thank you for your warm welcome, Uncle. How are you?"
"As you can see, Lady, I'm fine. I'm very happy you visited us again." A sincere smile appeared on Uncle Parlo's face.
Vilda returned the smile, "I also really miss you and want to visit here soon."
Vilda Varhadt already considered Uncle Parlo as her own uncle, all because of her close friendship with Riana. They stepped into the house followed by a maid named Asha behind.
The house hadn't changed much, just like the last time she visited, the only difference was the family portrait that was not visible. Vilda understood the reason, she knew Riana was still grieving the loss of her parents. If it weren't for the social world that had started to become active again, she would have visited her often, but it was also because of Riana's request to be alone, so she couldn't visit often.
"Vilda." The greeting sounded very happy, seen from the radiant expression on her face.
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