In the lounge.
At Master Morgan's command, Holly Sinclair delivered a priceless ruby jewelry set to Evelyn Morgan.
"Holly, do you see this? This jewelry set is a Morgan family heirloom, and now Grandpa has given it to me."
Evelyn Morgan gloatingly put on the jewelry. Then, looking at Holly Sinclair's reflection behind her in the mirror, she theatrically caressed the ruby necklace at her throat, flaunting it with unconcealed pride.
"And?" The corner of Holly Sinclair's lip twitched. She found it amusing.
"It means that in Grandpa's heart, I'm his favorite granddaughter! I! I'm the one and only Miss Morgan!!"
Evelyn Morgan stood up and turned to face Holly Sinclair, speaking with her chin held high.
The curve of Holly Sinclair's lips widened, but she merely smiled without a word.
"What are you smiling at?!" Evelyn Morgan's face fell instantly. She was furious, finding Holly's smile infuriatingly smug.
