The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1178

"Star Elementary is the best school in Craneville, and since Twila is your first child, she should definitely go here."

Eltham had no objections, simply responding. "You handle it, please."

"The incident this morning, let's not have a repeat of that," the Queen said, her tone laced with dissatisfaction. "Brittany, an adult, picking fights with Twila-" "Wasn't it Twila who was fighting with Bri?"

Eltham challenged, "Mother, just because Twila is young doesn't mean she can be unreasonable."

The Queen knew Eltham always had a soft spot for Brittany and was not pleased.

After discussing some official matters, Eltham, before leaving, brought up Hestia again: "Mother, Hestia might be Twila's mother, but she and I are done. If you're planning something, I'd advise against it." The Queen's expression slightly changed, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Eltham just smiled and left.

After he was gone, the Queen had her servants bring Hestia back.

This wasn't Hestia's first encounter with the Queen, and she appeared timid, cautiously asking, "Your Majesty, did you want to see me for something?"

The Queen frowned upon seeing Hestia's lack of sophistication, "You look so much like Brittany, yet you're worlds apart."

Brittany was top-notch in every way, but Hestia... wasn't fit to show off.

her lip, knowing she couldn't compare to Brittany, yet feeling

no match

daughter, or else I wouldn't have bothered

the best etiquette tutor for you. If you haven't improved in three months, you won't need to stay in Craneville." She

the Queen's

Queen found the best etiquette

at first glance

manners were far from satisfactory in

a comprehensive course for her, but

were futile, leaving the

muttered under her breath, "You look so much like Ms. Lynette, yet the difference is

the epitome of grace, the other timid

felt as if she'd been slapped,

suddenly, she was shoved to the ground: "Don't you dare talk about my mom!" Twila glared fiercely at the tutor, "My mom is

tutor stood up,

like daughter, no wonder neither

the Queen, I

tutor, not one to take insults lightly,

gasped as the tutor grabbed her belongings and

asking, "Twila, who

bad-mouthing mom. She's the bad one; she deserved