Nathalie quickly received a message from Rudy.

Valarie had failed.

Her expression darkened. "Useless fool!"

Just then, Lila entered, carrying a plate of fruit. "Mom, what happened? Don't get upset. I cut this fruit just for you-have some."

The moment Nathalie saw Lila, her anger vanished, replaced with a gentle smile. She took a bite of the fruit Lila offered.

"Lila, you're truly my little angel," Nathalie cooed.

Lila nestled into her mother's arms. "Mom, I'm sorry. It's my fault for being away all these years, stuck abroad. I wasn't here for you, and certain people took advantage of that." Nathalie gently stroked her daughter's hair. "Silly girl, don't say that. Your health is what matters most. Now that you've recovered, you can stay by my side from now on." Lila looked up and asked, "But what if I get married?"

Nathalie replied, "Even if you get married, you can always come back often. Or better yet, we'll find you a husband who moves in with us, so you'll never have to leave." Lila's face flushed with embarrassment. "Mom, I don't want to get married. I want to stay with you forever."

her words,

face. "The thing is, I don't think my sister-in-law likes me.

does she think she is? She has no say in this family! Lila, don't worry. I won't let that woman become the mistress of

it seems like my brother really likes

waved it off. "It's just because of her looks. There are plenty of women

her mother with concern. "Mom, please don't fight with

embraced Lila. "Of course not, sweetheart. Your brother is my son, after all. He'll come back to me, just like

behind her gentle expression, a cold glint flashed in

dare that Selena make her precious daughter feel so cornered and helpless? Who did she think she was? Nathalie vowed to teach that insolent woman a lesson, one that would strip away all her confidence and

...

"Achoo!"

several times in a row at

catching a cold?" she muttered before going

walked in, his expression

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