"That woman actually told us to stay here until she invited us for tea?" Etessa Lucrecia's face looked so dark as she stared at her reflection. She eyed the golden frame of the large mirror in front of her, wondering how much it cost.
She had seen extravagance in the past, but it was nothing like this. "It's been months since I last saw that woman. I never expected her to survive and even develop a backbone. How foolish," Etessa continued.
"Mother, I could sense that the others didn't seem to like us. Do you think they... Do you think sister said something to ruin our reputation?"
"Ruin our reputation? What did we do for her to hate us? Isn't she lucky that I treated her as my own? Other mothers would never do that. She had her own room, her own clothes, her own teachers. Though she didn't learn much, her development was simply different. How can she blame me for this?"