My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 776

Bianca casually introduced Mary's relatives to her. Mary swiftly stood and greeted them.

However, when Bianca didn't go on to introduce her to them, Mary found herself getting anxious.

With a pompous smile, she said, “Greetings, everyone. This is my daughter, Penelope Berry, and I'm Mary Canter. Both of us were found not too long ago.”

The crowd was speechless.

Bianca was so angry that she almost fainted. I can't believe Mary doesn't know how to read the room and is so eager to present herself! She doesn't have the composure of a prestigious family's daughter at all.

The relatives, who were initially a little curious about Mary and Penelope, stared at Mary with slight shock.

Nevertheless, none of them showed their emotions on their faces because they were all very shrewd.

One of the aunts, Ysabelle Yate, smiled. “When you were little, I haven't gotten married yet. So many years passed in the blink of an eye. You were very talented at playing the piano when you were a child, so much so that everyone called you a prodigy. I've missed you all these years.”

eyes reddened as she continued, “Back then, it really wasn't my intention to lose you. Now that you're back, I can finally put my guilt to

relationship with her niece back then. One time, she brought the young girl to the mall to play. However, when she turned around, she

ordered her to kneel in the memorial hall for three days and three nights as punishment. She kneeled for so long that her knees became swollen. As a result of the cold and wet memorial hall, she developed arthritis. Whenever it

never complained about

was the one who hadn't kept a close eye on her niece, and

looking forward to the day

hugged Mary. “I'm sorry for what I did, Mary. I've caused you to suffer for all

was taken aback before she quickly replied, “No, no. I've had a pretty decent

rushed over to pull Ysabelle back to her seat. “This is supposed to be a happy day.

just tears of joy.” Ysabelle grabbed some tissue papers and wiped her tears away. “Play a

expression froze. “The family I was taken into didn't nurture my piano skills,

in piano competitions when you were a child! How can you have possibly forgotten how to play? You were really good at playing back then. Even if your adopted family didn't nurture your piano skills, you should at least remember how

family was artistically talented. Even Ysabelle knew

everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to