Mr. Hunt, This Is Your God-Aunt

God-sister?

Justin's brows drew together.

Iris had been leading a reclusive life all these years. She treated outsiders harshly and was like a robot without emotions.

He could even clearly remember that one time he came over when he was a child and saw that her family, the Evanses, had come over. However, he also saw, with his own eyes, Iris driving them out of the villa.

Mrs. Landis had stood in front of the door to stop them from entering at that time. His aunt from the Evanses had knelt in front of the door with her child and cried out in tears that they mustn't delay medical treatment for his uncle anymore. He needed immediate treatment, otherwise he would die.

But Iris hadn't spared them even a glance.