Beyond the Divorce

I pretended to be cheerful as I approached, but the old woman stopped me before I could reach her rocking chair.

"Girl, I'm not a Cross!" Her tone was sharp. "Atlas, where did you find such a rash girl?"

I immediately interjected, "Am I rash? But I've known for a long time that Atlas's grandmother is surnamed Cross, right, honey?"

"Right, my grandmother is indeed surnamed Cross." Atlas spoke to me in a lovely manner.

I then pretended to look puzzled and glanced at the old woman in the rocking chair. "So, who are you, Grandma?"

"How insolent! Where did such an impudent brat come from?" The old woman was getting angry at being played by me.

home! I was just about to ask you the same question! How can you sit so comfortably in my home? And what's with the thing you're sitting on? It's ruining the attractiveness of this hall. It's really tacky!" I ruthlessly criticized the rocking chair beneath her without

it? Clearly something concocted by someone trying too hard to be fashionable! It's so ugly!" I pointed at the rocking chair. Actually, the rocking chair was innocent. Its style and color were quite nice. Furthermore, with Celine and Adeline's financial resources, how could they buy cheap goods? It was just placed in the wrong location. If this chair were placed in a corner by a French window, in a sunny conservatory, or

Adeline like a

proud person, she couldn't take the insults from someone she hadn't

so recklessly in public, it might make a mockery of the Pierce family." Celine's tone was

"I don't

Celine's face turned a little red, though she still suppressed

today's society are declining!" Adeline clicked her tongue disdainfully and said, "No manners

smiled and looked at the old