NovelEnglishCeline couldn't keep her composure. She glanced atand calmly said, "Kenzie is serious and doesn't smile much." "Is she the swith you?" I asked as I turned to Celine.
Although Kenzie maintained a cold and arrogant expression, I could tell from her tightly clenched fists that she was exerting a lot of effort to control herself.
When I saw that, I smirked mischievously and pulled apart Kenzie's hands that were clasped together, saying, "Don't grip your own hands so tightly. Doesn't it hurt? Why are you so at odds with yourself?" Kenzie suddenly raised her head, and a fierce glint shot out from her eyes, piercing straight toward me. I quickly leaned into Atlas's embrace, pretending to be afraid as I said, "What's wrong? Why are you being so fierce? I was just teasing you. After all, I'm happy to be back home. Do you really have to look atlike that?" As he glared at Kenzie, Atlas's eyes immediately turned cold like a hawk's. An indescribable chill emanated from him, sending shivers down my spine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKenzie quickly averted her gaze and clasped her hands tightly in front of her abdomen, bowing and taking a step back. "You've misunderstood, Madam. I was just startled by your sudden touch, and it was a reflexive reaction. I won't do it again." "Looks like I misunderstood. But you did look very fierce just now," I insisted.
"That was presumptuous of me," she said in a low voice.
"Oh? So it seems you've reached your limit, Grandma Kenzie." "Please calm down, Madam." Kenzie bowed again, speaking with restraint.
"You can go," Celine said coldly, giving Kenzie an out.
Kenzie immediately bowed, took two steps back, and quickly turned and left.
Unsatisfied, I hooked my arm through Atlas's again and walked inside. I raised an eyebrow, thinking that I had chere today to find strouble. It was unreasonable to live so comfortably in someone else's house and still expect to be comfortable, wasn't it? I would be pleased if they were all uncomfortable! When we stepped into the hall, my gaze fell on a rocking chair that seemed out of place in the grand hall.
Although it was also white, it didn't look like it belonged in the magnificent hall.
Most importantly, an elegantly dressed old woman was seated in the rocking chair.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI immediately understood that she must be the ruthless Adeline Myer, David Pierce's mistress and Celine's stepmother.
It was clear that the old lady still had a lot of spirit. She wore an off-white silk dress, a.modern blouse, and wide-legged trousers. Her chestnut-colored hair was elmeticulously styled and pinned up at the back of her head in spiral bun. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesThis old lady's mind was still sharp despite her age. It was clear from her hairstyle that the old witch was still ambitious and desired to control everything. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesShe wore high-quality diamond bracelets on her wrist, which matched the ones on her fingers, neck, and ears.
She watched us walk in while she sat there rocking idly in the rocking chair. She still maintained her arrogant demeanor.
It seemed she was waiting for us to greet her.
I couldn't ppressionist laughing at her going to have someand thought, 'This is with this old lady!' Content belongs to en.kikistoriesSW Atlas's thin lips were squeezed together, a little twist forming when he noticed my mood.
"Who is this old lady...?" I deliberately turned to Celine and asked.
Celine looked atarrogantly. "This is my mother, Atlas's grandmother!" I didn't expect Celine to play along with me. She introduced her appropriately.
"Oh! Hello, Grandma Cross!" I started, but then abruptly stopped.
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