Maria gritted her teeth and snapped under her breath, "Noreen is still carrying a child from the Bennett family."
"Having a child doesn't give you the right to act like a tyrant. The Bennett family doesn't care!" The old man's voice boomed, deep and unshakable, echoing through every corner of the grand hall.
His authority pressed down like an unmovable mountain. "Francis, show them out!"
The head butler, Francis, stepped forward with a stern face, blocking the Huck family's path. "Please leave."
Maria's heart lurched in panic.
She had believed her daughter's pregnancy would serve as an unbreakable shield, but it seemed she had completely miscalculated.
Tears streamed down Noreen's face, her chest tightening with despair.
She had stolen Cyrille from Nevaeh after so much struggle, and now that she was finally pregnant, she thought she was on the verge of stepping into the Bennett family as a wealthy lady.
