Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Her Ambition

Daisy Ginger paused, looking at the scene in the hall, uncertain whether she should enter or not.

After all, to her, Emily Ginger and Abigail Perry were outsiders, only slightly more familiar than strangers.

Their arguments and squabbles were just entertainment to her.

Abigail Perry, with her back to Daisy, hadn’t noticed her come in. She pointed at Emily Ginger’s nose, saying, "Hurry up and go upstairs to tidy up. Ian will come to pick you up later. If the Linton family sees you like this, it’ll be so embarrassing!"

These words were truly harsh, and Daisy Ginger saw Emily Ginger, whose eyes hadn’t shed tears, suddenly tear up from the sting of them. She looked away, wiped her tears, and choked up as she turned to go upstairs.

"Honestly, so grown up, yet still so willful..."

After Emily Ginger left, Abigail Perry swore under her breath, turned around, and upon lifting her eyes saw Daisy Ginger standing at the doorway, clearly stunned for a moment with her expression momentarily stiffening.

inside, addressing the servant, "Go make me a cup of

servant, who had been standing silently on the side, was relieved, like a prisoner freed, and

sofa and sat down, kicked off her high heels, and without looking at Abigail Perry, spoke casually, "Auntie Perry, among the women I’ve seen

was neither cold nor warm, but full

subtly twisted

wealthy lady, and she even hired an etiquette coach to

emulate the innate grace of someone like Lady Stephens, raised in

circles of the upper-class women, Abigail Perry was discriminated against, constantly seeking ways to fit in, but her identity and demeanor were invariably

was her ambition, not only her daughter but also a

Emily Ginger marries well can she hold her head high and feel

were more provoking than any other words, as if stripping her

of her, allowing Abigail Perry to glare at her darkly while she took the coffee the servant handed over, casually flipping through

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