Chapter 1170

Twila was all smiles, her voice bubbling with excitement. "Mom, is that handsome guy getting married?"

Hestia's eyes lingered on the TV, a mix of emotions swirling within her. "Yes, he is."

"That guy's wife looks a lot like you, Mom." Twila snuggled closer, her innocent eyes wide. "But you're way prettier."

Hestia chuckled softly, her heart warmed by her daughter's words. "You sure know how to cheer me up."

Back in her youth, Hestia had indeed been a beauty - it was what caught Eltham's eye in the first place. But the years had taken their toll, carving lines of life's hardships deep into her face. Brittany, on the other hand, seemed to have been kissed by time, appearing even more graceful and composed at thirty-something than ever before.

Twila, however, wouldn't have it any other way. "In my eyes, Mom, you're the most beautiful."

Hestia smiled, touched. "Oh, you-"

After Twila drifted off to sleep, Hestia tucked her in and stood up, only to be startled by a knock on the door.

could it be at this late hour?

door, she hesitated. "Who

"Ms. Bennett."

voice replied, "It's

struck Hestia like a cold wave as she opened the door,

written all over her face.

the modest apartment. "We didn't, until today. His Highness was with Ms. Lynette for a prenatal appointment when he

the assistant interrupted, his voice cold. "You went off the grid for eight

with embarrassment, her earlier resolve crumbling. "This... I

doesn't matter why you're back," the assistant cut her off

"What?" Hestia echoed, perplexed.

assistant's gaze hardened. "Coming back to Craneville, making yourself known to us... What's your angle? Money? Something else?" Hestia clenched her fists, feeling as though she had been slapped. "I don't

Ten? A

"Ms. Bennett, your

went pale don't want the money, I don't want anything. I'll leave Craneville,dll

start, she should have

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