"The last time I saw Vanessa Aria, she was still an infant. It's been a tough life for her, fortunately, the bitterness has faded and sweetness has come. Having such a daughter by her side always, Madam Frost, your blessings are yet to come." As soon as Virginia Frost finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the main hall.
Vanessa Aria getting lost as a child was hardly a secret and everyone sympathized with Madam Aria's desperate longing for her daughter to the point she cried her eyes out. But bringing it up, scratching open old wounds on such a joyous occasion, wasn't that a bit out of line?
Madam Aria's face remained calm, "I accept your well-wishing, Madam, and may you also be blessed."
Virginia Frost took a sip of tea, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Aunt Elwood, why put on airs with me? Just call me Virginia."
"As a noble Madam, it is best to maintain decorum."