Quincy visibly panicked. "Miss Nina, please go back to your room. I'll handle this."

Sally had never liked Nina, and with Nash gone, Quincy, who had been entrusted with Nash's wishes, could not let the widow suffer any mistreatment. Nina gestured with her hand. "There's no need. I'll see her myself."

Quincy could help her handle the situation this time, but he would not always be there to do so. Nina patted Quincy's shoulder and went downstairs to meet Sally.

Sally stood in the living room, wearing a pale white dress embroidered with peonies. She was adorned with a full set of emerald jewelry, giving her a gentle and elegant appearance. However, her gaze was anything but kind. Sally had never shown Nina a friendly face. "Nina, how dare you come back here?"

Sally, in her high heels, stormed towards Nina, but Nina caught her wrist and forcefully pushed her away. Sally stumbled, nearly falling.

In disbelief, Sally glared at Nina. "Nina, you! How dare you lay a hand on me? You have truly lost all respect!"

And it had not even been that long. Despite her small frame, Nina displayed

here to handle matters, not

burned with anger. "How can you

She could never openly

blade piercing Nina's heart. His death was a wound that

to tell me

not believe her words, she had to believe

advanced towards Sally. "Either leave, or I'll have you removed. And are you really here just to settle accounts over

had always been close to Miranda, and Nina had suspected it before. She

and daughter. With her return, it was very likely that Sally would conspire with

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