Vinni sipped her warm green tea slowly, letting the gentle aroma linger before she set the cup down on the saucer with poised elegance.
"Why have you come here again?" she asked with curiosity, her eyes fixed on Frida.
Frida offered a faint smile before responding, "May I call you aunt? Since we are now connected by family ties, I believe it would be the most fitting way to address you."
She then placed a carefully wrapped bag on the table. "This is a small token I picked up on my way here, a gesture of my gratitude for your help in securing Asher's bail. Consider it a humble expression of thanks for the kindness you've shown."
Vinni's eyes flickered toward the maid, who stepped forward and discreetly took the bag away.
"Sara didn't invite her family to the wedding, so I don't believe we're close enough for you to call me aunt," Vinni said firmly, her voice calm but edged with resolve. "And regarding Asher's bail, you needn't thank me. I was simply correcting my son's mistake."
