Stella Monroe’s pupils had shrunk down to a single point in fear, her eyes almost bulging out.
However, in the next mont, Sumr Monroe laughed lightly and said, "Fake."
Stella was taken aback, her face turning pale.
She shouted in frustration, "Which of your words is true?"
Sumr withdrew her smile and said calmly, "Aunt, you say Clarissa is timid, but I think you’re not much braver. I just told a joke, and you were almost scared into miscarriage. You look quite amusing like this."
"You—" Suddenly, Stella was so furious she felt like she was going to cough up blood.
But Sumr ignored her and headed straight to the funeral hall.
She had been there many tis because her mother’s morial tablet was placed there.
Originally, it was reserved for the Monroe Family ancestors, but now more than half of the tablets belonged to the Stanton Family.
Even occupiers wouldn’t go as far as to seize soone else’s grave. The Stanton family were just shaless.
Stella stared venomously at Sumr’s back, almost grinding her white teeth to shreds.
Today, no matter what, she had to drive Sumr out of Stanton Manor!
Sumr had grown up in the countryside and was lesser in status. Without the Stanton Group’s protection, she wouldn’t believe Damian Knight would still be interested in her.
Even if Damian Knight truly fancied Sumr’s face, Mrs. Knight, who was extrely particular about status, would never agree.
Marry Damian Knight?
Wishful thinking!
Stella gritted her teeth and followed Sumr’s footsteps.
anwhile.
The housekeeper went upstairs to wake Old Madam Stanton from her nap.
The old lady’s health was relatively robust, but after the "motion sickness" incident last ti, she wasn’t as agile as before and required more sleep.
If she didn’t nap, she would be low on energy all afternoon.
Old Madam Stanton was in a bad mood since she was woken up, but hearing that the Daoist Stella invited had arrived, she imdiately perked up and got out of bed to go downstairs.
She had already discussed with Stella to use this Daoist to completely drive Sumr out of the house.
Girls like Luna Monroe, who were flirtatious, disobedient, and disrespectful to elders, could never be tolerated in the Stanton family!
A shadow flickered across Old Madam Stanton’s eyes, and she briskly descended the stairs.
Just as she was about to step down the last stair, she lost her footing and tumbled down.
"Madam!" The housekeeper was startled and rushed over to help.
After assisting her up, the housekeeper quickly asked, "Did you hurt anything? Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Elderly people have fragile bones, and a simple fall can cause big trouble.
"I’m fine," the old lady waved her hand.
In truth, she felt a little breathless in her chest, but it was just one stair step, so she believed there was no serious issue and declined the hospital visit, heading directly to the funeral hall.
At present, driving out that flirty girl is the priority; what’s a tumble compared to that?
The housekeeper saw that the old lady wasn’t visibly injured, so he didn’t insist and followed her up.
When the old lady reached the funeral hall, Sumr was in the middle of offering incense to Clarissa Stanton.
To her, Clarissa was already a part of the past, and this final offering was a period at the end of that Chapter.
Stella beside her couldn’t stand seeing Sumr near her precious daughter’s morial tablet, but had to keep up appearances.
She exhaled, turned her head, and saw the old lady approaching.
Stella’s eyes brightened and she went up to her.
"Mom, you’re up? George went to pick up the master. He should be here shortly."
The old lady nodded, her gaze fixed on Sumr.
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