In the Ginger Residence’s hall, a group sat stiffly upright.
"I can save him, but he must break off the engagent with Emily Ginger."
When Daisy Ginger’s vivid fingers pointed at her, Emily Ginger’s face imdiately turned green.
"Daisy," Emily was almost crazy with rage, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
"I haven’t finished speaking." Daisy gave her a sidelong glance and languidly uttered a few more words, "Break off the engagent with Emily, and then marry !"
The last two words were spoken with such decisiveness that the entire hall fell silent.
The servants in the hall exchanged glances towards the woman sitting in the middle of the living room, unable to hide a hint of disdain—
With her future brother-in-law gravely ill, Daisy Ginger, Emily’s half-sister, proposed such a brazen demand.
This is just taking advantage of the situation.
"If Edward Stephens is willing to go to the civil affairs bureau with , I can accompany him to the hospital right now." After speaking, Daisy leisurely crossed her legs, leaned back in the armchair with her arms folded, not sparing a glance at the furious Emily.
This was an utterly... shaless declaration. The servants present were also stunned.
Emily knew that the Stephens family would agree to any demands to save their only heir, panicked, and couldn’t help but look to her mother for help: "Mom, look at Daisy, what nonsense is she saying!"
Abigail Perry was also a bit unsure, patted her daughter’s hand to comfort her, urgently looked towards Lady Stephens, and quietly asked, "My dear in-law..."
Lady Stephens sat composedly in the guest seat, her perfect face showing no hint of emotion, and when she t Abigail Perry’s gaze, she just smiled, turning her head to look at her son leaning against the doorfra: "Edward, what do you think?"
Although she was giving her son the choice, not rejecting it outright showed her attitude.
Edward gave a slight sneer, raised his eyes to et Daisy’s gaze from her chair. After a mont, he looked away, let out a low chuckle, his eyes devoid of any humor, and spat out three words: "In your dreams."
Seeing her beloved’s stance, Emily felt a wave of relief, then ran over miserably, holding Edward’s arm, softly calling, "Edward..."
Edward let out a faint "hmm" then shot a cold glance at Daisy sitting not far away. He said to his mother, "I’d rather die than marry her."
These words expressed his disgust towards Daisy with blatant clarity, not sparing her any dignity.
After speaking, he no longer looked at anyone’s face in the room and turned around, pulling Emily away with him.
Daisy watched Edward’s departing back with a blank expression, and after they left, she cursed internally: Stupid dog bastard!
......
"Ah, my child," Lady Stephens couldn’t help clapping her hands and sighing, turning her head, yet speaking to Daisy, "Edward has been spoiled by since childhood, Daisy, don’t mind him."
Daisy put on a "not a bit bothered" expression, smiling at Lady Stephens, "No problem, I’m used to it."
Looking at Daisy, Lady Stephens’ smile beca even more tender and charming, even her tone was sweet, speaking with a family-like familiarity: "Ah, indeed, our dear Daisy is the best～"
Sitting on the sofa, Abigail Perry listened to their conversation, her face gradually turning dark green—Lady Stephens, is it really okay for you to be so changeable at the drop of a hat? Did you not consider her as an in-law?
*
After seeing off Lady Stephens, the "gentle and virtuous" expression on Daisy’s face vanished instantly. The servants, accustod to her faces changing as quickly as flipping a book, showed no reaction, but Abigail Perry grew furious at her high-handed deanor, unable to resist pointing at her and scolding, "Snatching your sister’s man, Daisy, you have the nerve!"
Daisy was drinking tea, and seeing Abigail Perry looking over, she coldly laughed, smashing the teacup at her feet, scaring Abigail into crying out in alarm.
"You weren’t embarrassed when you snatched my mom’s man back in the day," she sneered, "being the other woman, you should be quiet and not disgrace yourself here!"
She, disgrace herself?
Abigail looked incredulously at Daisy’s departing figure, so angry that her whole body trembled—who was really disgracing themselves?!
"Daisy, dare you steal your sister’s man, next ti I won’t let you off!"
Daisy turned to glance at her, not saying a word, but that look was brimming with mockery, so clear even a fool could understand her aning.
"Out of control, out of control......"
Abigail was so angry she was about to spit blood, while Daisy left the house without looking back.
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