Millstone Town
Crash.
The sound of a vase shattering on the cold floor filled the room as a middle-aged woman hurled curses, her hand on her waist and eyes looking fierce.
"That little hussy! Who does she think she is? Coming here just because she feels like it. Can't she call in advance?"
This woman was none other than Gloria's foster mother, Anne.
The unexpected call from Gloria took her by surprise. She wasn't even prepared to welcome this unfilial daughter, and yet she simply called when she was already on the way. How was she supposed to tell the other party that she wasn't even prepared?
As a result, she could only curse while her husband sat there with an unreadable expression, his thoughts completely unknown.
"These days, I have been suffering on all sides, getting cornered by these shameless neighbors asking me about the glorious deeds Gloria did. I have lost my face. Why did I even bother to raise such an unfilial ingrate?"
