Overly praised—yet quite fitting.
Levi Blair saw Thea Shaw and became even more excited.
He couldn't help but say, "Yesterday, when I met you and asked your name, you didn't tell me. Turns out you're Uncle Sutton's daughter. Had I known your identity earlier, I would have visited sooner."
Mr. Sutton struggled to maintain his smile.
Do we need your visit?
Shameless!
All these shameless ones are here for my daughter!
Thea Shaw, having been the Great National Master for thirty years, had seen all sorts of situations and quickly grasped the gist of it. She didn't speak but simply smiled and said, "Hello, Auntie Blair."
Laney Blair smiled brightly, "Ah, so well-behaved. All these years I've thought how wonderful it would be if I had a daughter like Thea."
Thea: ...
The implication was too obvious, and Mrs. Sutton found it hard to maintain her image.
Sadly, the visitors had their objectives, and thus Sutton family could only feign hospitality.
