The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 315 Princess and the Philistine

Setting a bowl of oatmeal down on Naomi’s nightstand, Fional prompted gently, “Ms. Naomi, you have to eat something. My sources told me that the Quinnells’ long-lost daughter grew up in a mountain village.”

There was contempt in Fiona’s voice as she continued, “She was one of the kidnapping victims rescued from Havenlight County. No proper young lady has ever come from an impoverished place like that. So don’t worry, Ms. Naomi, you’ve already won by upbringing alone.”

Upon hearing this, Naomi finally poked her head out from underneath

her covers. She muttered, “Aunt Fiona, once you leave this bedroom, make sure to never repeat what you just told me. You don’t want anyone hearing you insult the Quinnells’ biological daughter.”

“I’m just stating facts, Ms. Naomi. You and that wench are from t different worlds. She’s a young lady in name only, but a philistine

upbringing,” Fiona pointed out. ↑

Relieved that Naomi had finally spoken, she went on to say, “Just wai and see. Even if she were reunited with the Quinnells, it would take a

lot more than a fancy last name for her to fit into high society. You know how vicious the elite crowd can be. They certainly won’t go easy

on a bumpkin.”

Naomi stirred the oatmeal as she took in Fiona’s words of comfort,

contemplating. “Aunt Fiona, your prejudice toward the young lady will

my parents in a

for your own good, Ms.

and

friends with this bumpkin, but what about her? She’d probably want you to disappear.” Her voice grew louder at the thought of

warned softly,” That’s enough badm*uthing. Now, why don’t you help me prepare at welcoming gift

younger sister.”

dark look in the latter’s eyes, she immediately said, “Right away.”

residence. Shane, in particular, looked like he had looted an entire

Fabian and asked, “Dad, when’s our little princess.

here? Look at all the stuff I

men to

her to see all this.”

on mindless shopping sprees, I suggest you think about how you’re going to tell our little

Shane’s indecisiveness.

quietly, “I’m sure

understand.”

sputtered in disbelief. “That you’re not going to send Naomi

and

Naomi have to go?” Shane argued, his emotions riding. high. “Dad, we took in Naomi as a child. I would think we have a moral obligation to at least let her stay with the

narrowed his eyes. “I had no qualms sponsoring her when your first suggested it years ago, and I’m more than willing to help pave her way to a bright future. But

and suffered all these years. How would she feel if she came home and found out