Finn Chandler kept a calm expression, not wanting to answer.
Fiona Ford chuckled lightly, and Finn thought she would continue pretending.
Entering the Ford mansion, they could run into Mrs. Ford or Mr. Ford at any moment.
Fiona didn't; she smiled faintly, unable to suppress the disdain in her eyes toward Finn.
"Truly, you've become the phoenix on the branch."
"However, don't you forget your identity—a bastard, a girl dressed as a boy. How can you gain a foothold in the Ford Family?"
Fiona mocked.
Finn slowed down, looking at Fiona provoking her at the entrance to the mansion's main hall.
Did Fiona take the wrong medicine today?
Arguing with her right at the entrance of the Ford mansion!
"Didn't you say you wished me and Julian well?"
"Didn't you not believe this last time?" Fiona asked with amusement. She had returned not to heed Mr. Ford's words or to let the Ford Family have happy days, but to make sure they wouldn't.
