Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Chapter 592

To Florence, this was a matter of life and death. To Theodore, it amounted to little more than a harmless mistake, something he believed could be brushed aside by ignoring it.

She looked at him for a long time, long enough for her eyes to begin to sting. Even then, she could not bring herself to speak.

All that remained was disappointment.

Raymond was about to say something, but Diana pressed a hand to his arm and stopped him.

Wearing a faint, unreadable smile, she said, "Since that's how you see it, what more is there for us to say?"

There was no point in continuing. She should have known long ago that expecting a genuine explanation from Theodore was unrealistic. Fortunately, she had never truly relied on this father to begin with.

Megan felt that things had turned out exactly as they always did.

Once again, the Hutton siblings had no leverage over her.

Seizing the moment, she turned to Theodore and said, "By the way, Dad, can | attend the charity gala tonight?"

“Of course you can." Diana answered even faster than Theodore this time. "If you're not allowed to go, your father might end up slapping Ray again.”

dutiful eldest daughter spoke without

If you don't want Meg

accept that. She was about to argue when Diana

even more certain that they had no way to control her. A trace of smugness surfaced in her

who was separated by only a single wall, she tested the waters. "Then what do you plan

retaliation. If there was room to negotiate,

calmly, "That's not something

time, the Hampton

they needed to demonstrate sincerity, especially

eyes would

personally preparing the gift list and checking every item herself. When she finished calculating the total, the value had already reached seven figures and continued to

twinge of pain, but the thought of marrying a Hutton daughter, one who also carried her

returned to the old residence to retrieve something and walked straight

saw him, she assumed he had finally come around and hurried

it. The question lay

where rows of gift boxes filled his vision. His expression