Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity! Chapter 604 - 598: Fourth Brother Is Jealous, Part 3

After shouting, she bit her lip again, her eyes teary, looking pitiful, only hoping to get so justice for herself.

Rouge Jarvis originally thought Tiana Thorne was speaking hurtfully because she was Maxim’s girlfriend, but seeing her tender and pitiful look, a wave of intolerable dislike rose within her.

Recalling Tiana’s attempt to connect earlier, she maintained a calm deanor and said, aligning with what Tiana had just said: "My daughter-in-law needs rest now, you should go and handle other things first."

Chloe Vance was shocked.

The information she received was that Aunt Jarvis disliked Tiana Thorne?

How co she is helping her now?

She felt a surge of frustration but couldn’t express it, forcibly reined in her emotions, nodded her head: "Mm."

Watching her leave, Rouge Jarvis knew well what Chloe Vance intended; however, since Chloe was redith’s best friend, she had always turned a blind eye.

Now, Tiana, as a woman defending her own love, wasn’t wrong, and Rouge sowhat admired her for seeing through Chloe instantly.

Even if Tiana had really said sothing hurtful, she wouldn’t side with outsiders to discipline her.

The Ford family always stood by family, not principle.

Seeing her leaning against the couch, staring at the IV drip above, she seed much more serene than her sharp-tongued deanor earlier, and Rouge felt a slight stir in her heart, a hint of softness in her eyes.

It was only for a mont before she resud her usual noble deanor, puckering her lips, her voice cold once more: "What kind of na is ’Poppy Ford’? Who allowed you to give her such a nickna?"

Tiana Thorne only then looked at her: "Isn’t her nickna Poppy?"

She wrinkled her nose in so disdain: "Adding ’Ford,’ can that still be a nickna? It’s a ss."

Tiana Thorne curled her lips, a gesture of acknowledging her mistake and correcting it with a sense of openness, laughed and asked: "Then what’s Poppy’s formal na?"

"Celia Ford, ’Celia’ as in refined and elegant."

Tiana Thorne: "..."

She was literally speechless. Her mother actually gave her such an awkward na, sounding just like those manipulative won in tacky romance novels.

Terribly unpleasant.

The disdain was written all over Tiana’s face, completely unmasked.

Rouge Jarvis was displeased: "What’s with that expression?"

Tiana blinked, staring at her without any break, then seriously asked: "Maxim Ford, Julian Ford, Vincent Ford, Isaac Ford... all those Ford boys have beautiful nas, did your husband choose them?"

"Yes."

Indeed, it was Old Ford who nad the sons.

"Do you think they sound nice?"

Rouge Jarvis furrowed her brows, her red lips softly pressed, not speaking; she had a feeling Tiana would say sothing unpleasant again.

"Your husband has more flair in naming than you."

Rouge Jarvis: "..."

Old Ford had complained about this for decades, and now even a daughter-in-law not yet married into the family was doing the sa. She responded unhappily: "The na Celia is the nicest sounding, what do you know?"

No matter what, after recognizing kin, she wouldn’t take this na.

It didn’t fit her vixen-like mischievous charm at all.

Thinking it over, nothing sounded better than ’Poppy Ford,’ not even redith Ford’s na.

She lightly raised her eyebrows, showing a relaxed smile: "Poppy sounds better."

Rouge Jarvis felt very displeased. Ever since her daughter’s na was chosen, it had been subject to all kinds of disdain. Her sons could never rember it, only having eyes and thoughts for the nickna Poppy.

She took a deep breath, trying not to quibble with Tiana Thorne: "Do you know fortune-telling?"