Chapter 663

Seeing that Hilda didn't scold her as Leda had hoped, the icy look in Citrine's eyes softened a little.

Her voice was calm. "She took my cake, so I slapped her."

Leda, eyes red and brimming with tears, dabbed at her cheeks and looked pitifully at Hilda. "Aunt Hilda, I didn't. I just knocked over the cake by accident."

"I didn't think my sister's temper would be so bad. I can't believe she hit me just for that."

As she spoke, she shot a frightened look at Citrine, as if she'd been bullied into silence.

Hilda's expression darkened, her face clouded and unreadable. She said nothing —an ominous calm before the storm.

Leda's heart leapt with hope.

She suddenly remembered something from a few years back. Her mother had taken her to a party, but since the Swift family wasn't well-regarded in Crestwood, the other privileged kids had ganged up on her. They'd yanked her hair, shoved her, and kicked her while she was down.

was when Hilda had

tormentors, sending the lot of them fleeing with a single

under my protection. If anyone dares lay a finger on her again, the Saunders family

day. It was the same as now- her face tight

Ms. Saunders was

wretched Citrine was

contain her excitement; her eyes even sparkled as she

anticipating that, like before,

time, the silence stretched on.

slipping away, opened her mouth to

sharp slap landed across

echoed

stunned. "Ms. Saunders, you-you

and her mother had always been close. Over the years, Hilda had watched over her, even agreeing when her mother suggested making Leda

thought of Hilda as a second mother. Hilda had been so good to

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