"Come in."
The door opened slowly, revealing the second aunt of the Arun brothers. Her entrance was graceful yet held an unspoken tension. Dressed in an elegant, traditional gown, her eyes held a sharpness despite her age. She stepped forward, her presence both familiar and commanding.
"You called for me, daughter-in-law?" the aunt asked with a soft, almost deceptive gentleness in her voice.
Esme placed her pen down carefully, her gaze finally meeting the older woman's. But her smile, though polite, did not reach her eyes. She gestured to the chair opposite her, indicating for the aunt to sit.
"Yes, Aunt. I did call for you." Esme paused, her tone still sweet but with an underlying edge. "Can you tell me why and how you managed to get the authorities to suspend my personal secretary and appoint someone new without my permission?"
