When Ronald left, he practically dragged Finley out with him. Honestly, sometimes Ronald felt like stitching Finley's mouth shut and sealing it with super glue.

After lunch, Stella was waiting for Susanna in the cozy warmth of the sunroom. The sunroom was toasty, with three walls made of floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing the fluffy white snow outside, and the tree branches wrapped in glistening icicles. The butler entered the sunroom. "Miss."

"What's up?"

"There's a lady with the surname Lawson at the security gate asking to see you."

Lawson? Could it be Cloudia Lawson?

Stella raised an eyebrow. "Cloudia?"

"Yes."

The butler nodded.

Stella's eyebrows arched.

She's here now? I was obvious she was here because of Jaxon.

Or maybe she came because of Jaxon and Ursula.

a wave. "I'm not seeing

reach her. After changing her number last night, only Tabitha and Susanna had it. And those

call security

on her knees in front of my

taken aback.

My goodness! Before this, she always said you were raised in the countryside

who's the real shrew,

wailing from the phone,

in,"

"Alright."

"Only a mother like you would have to beg to see her own

...

later, Susanna and

glanced at Susanna and Tabitha. "Give me a moment." Susanna nodded.

the staff to lead them to the conservatory, not intending to leave himself. Ronald had strictly

current situation showed no signs of them reflecting on their actions; instead, they seemed

coffee, not sparing Cloudia

Jaxon's injury, Cloudia looked visibly older and more worn. She sat opposite her,

the oppressive silence, she spoke

nonchalant.

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