The expressions on everyone's faces grew even more complicated.
It was clear as day—Emilia seemed to recognize Louissa as her daughter-in-law.
But the formidable matriarch, Grandma Josefina, did not.
In the Clavel family, Emilia's words carried weight, but no matter how influential she was, the authority of the elder still stood higher.
Louissa's dream had always been to secure her place within the Clavel family. Yet tonight, it seemed that very dream was slipping further from her grasp.
Despite her graceful stance and elegant demeanor, resentment burned hot in her chest. Inwardly, she cursed the ancestors of Grandma Josefina.
Did she deliberately humiliate me in front of everyone?
Louissa inhaled sharply, forcing her emotions down as she stretched her lips into a polite smile.
"You're right," she said sweetly, "Grandma doesn't look old at all! But Uncle and Auntie only worry about you, afraid you might stumble or fall."
