Cecilia Vaughn's voice wasn't loud nor soft, but just clear enough for everyone to hear.
"Auntie, who are you calling some bastard man?"
Florence Warner was suddenly tongue-tied. She stared at the diamond ring on Cecilia's left ring finger, not knowing how to respond for a moment.
"I... I didn't mean The Eldest Young Master Law."
She'd have to be insane to admit it!
The Law Family's Eldest Young Master—the guy's mind and methods were anything but gentle. If she took the fall for something like this, telling people Cecilia was involved with another man, she'd be as good as dead!
Cecilia lazily flicked her sleeve, a hint of cold sarcasm crossing her almond eyes.
"Auntie, weren't you just telling me not to live as some nameless, title-less canary? Now I'm proudly wearing Adrian's engagement ring—this so-called 'bastard man' you mentioned, if it's not him, who else could it possibly be?"
Florence Warner: "..."
