Chapter 13

Yvonne smiled and said, "Sophia, you're here. No traffic on the way?"

Sophia, wearing a white dress with her long, straight black hair cascading over her shoulders, responded sweetly, "Madam. Yvonne, there was no traffic. Lucas is a great driver. We got here smoothly." Frederick added, "Now that you're here, let's go wash our hands before we eat."

His tone was warm, a stark contrast to his cold demeanor towards Aveline.

Even the servants' faces brightened with smiles. "Miss Winter, knowing you were coming, the chef prepared many of your favorite dishes."

The previously tense atmosphere was lightened up with Sophia's arrival.

Aveline stood aside, dazed as she watched the scene unfold.

The Tudor family didn't like her. They all preferred Sophia.

She suddenly understood why Lucas had agreed to bring her to the Tudor family. He was indirectly telling her that the family didn't like or welcome her.

It was a cruel way to crush her hopes.

The ironic part was that she had dressed up carefully, hoping the Tudor family would accept and like her.

Aveline clenched her hands, her nails digging into her palms, a sharp pain reminding her to stay rational.

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gaze fell on her

within him, but he simply said, "Go wash your hands.

could she

"I..."

Young?" Sophia suddenly looked at her and walked over, smiling. "I've heard about you. I've always wanted to thank you for taking care of Lucas for a year.' She seemed genuinely grateful, her

felt a deep sense of shame, as if she were an intruder

thank me," she

entered the restroom and stood by

leg beneath her skirt. Her eyes widened

Sophia's legs was

Lucas. Thankfully, after more than two years of rehabilitation and adaptation, I can walk on Aveline quickly looked away. "I'm

Sophia

years. But when will you and

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him back to me?"

throat too dry

this was what Lucas meant by taking

had once been in

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