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Felicia received a call the minute she left the Lowen residence. The caller was her younger cousin, Nicolette Ashton. Why is she calling me today? She doesn't talk to me much in the first place.

She ignored it, and the call eventually auto-declined. To her surprise, Nicolette called again.

Felicia answered it reluctantly, “Yes, Nic. What's up?”

Nicolette was the youngest daughter of Felicia's second uncle, Leroy Ashton. She adored Gwendolyn and stuck to the latter like glue.

Consequently, Felicia disliked Nicolette. It did not help that Nicolette often referred to her as “the mistress' child.”

“Fels, it's my birthday today. Why aren't you here? Where's my present?”

So she's angling for a present. Felicia furrowed her brows in annoyance before replying flatly, “How old are you? Kids can't celebrate their birthdays. Did Grandpa allow you to hold a party?”

Michael believed in the virtue of frugality. As such, younger members of the Ashton family were not allowed to hold birthday parties. Felicia herself had never had a birthday party, though she was already twenty-three.

socialites frequently gossiped

deaf ears because these socialites had attended

I'm an adult now. Anyway,

hung up, and Felicia cursed out loud, “This brat!

an address

sat beside Nicolette at the latter's party. Six years had passed, but

while her uncles, rather unfortunately, developed beer bellies and thinning hair. Otherwise, they mostly looked the

close to Gwendolyn, and she made Gwendolyn

more, Gwen. Look at how thin you are!” Nicolette prattled as she filled Gwendolyn's bowl with

“What do you know, Nic? Your cousin's trying to maintain a figure. You're still young. We can't eat as

began filling her daughter's bowl with food. In truth, Gwendolyn was not eating

rejection of Lucy's pleas. Lucy even went on her knees! I can't forget how sad she looked. I need to think of a way

Gwendolyn, Candace eyed her

rage ballooned when she recalled the beating