Sna was far from pleased. She had traveled all the way from abroad, hoping to leverage Bea''s reputation to make some money in the Devonport circle. But just a few days after her return, James sent her packing without leaving her any dignity in front of Burke International''s security guards.


    It was infuriating!


    With this thought, Sna massaged Bea''s shoulders even more vigorously, saying, "You must stand up for me."


    "If you can''t cut it, don''t me James for taking sides."


    Bea had a splitting headache. She had hoped that after years abroad, Sna would have gained some perspective. Yet, she faltered in front of Sophie and was sent back home in such a disgraceful manner. She was truly useless!


    "Auntie..."


    Sna wanted to plead a bit more, but Bea said impatiently, "Alright, since you didn''t bring anyone back, let it be. Someone else will bring them back."


    "What do you mean?" Sna was puzzled.


    Just then, the doorbell rang. Marian, following Bea''s gesture, went to open the door. Nichole walked in, dressed in a champagne-colored pencil dress with pearl earrings and a striking diamond ring on her finger. Her smile brought an air of grace and elegance typical of high society.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    It was as if she had transformed from an ugly duckling into a swan overnight.


    "Marian, long time no see."


    "Are you... Ms. Nichole?"


    "Yes, Bea invited me over. I hope I''m not intruding?"


    "Well..."


    Marian looked back at Bea, who was all smiles. She cheerfully called out, "Rowena,e over here."


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    Nichole walked over to Bea''s side and sat down naturally, saying, "Grandma, you seemed in a hurry to have me over. Is something the matter?"


    "Is this... Ms. Nichole?"


    Before Bea could speak, Sna cut in. She had heard about Nichole abroad. Nichole was James'' old me, and their rtionship had


    been the talk of Devonport years


    ago. However, as stories of Nichole''s impersonation, alleged crimes, and supposedly intentional miscarriage escted, her


    reputation was tarnished. How could


    she show her face here now?


    Ms. Nichole''s smile faded slightly at Sna''s words, but she remained polite and asked, "And you are...?"


    "This is my niece..."


    Before Bea could finish, Sna


    sarcastically said, "I''m James'' aunt.


    Not to be rude, Ms. Nichole, but you have some nerve. You killed Bea''s eldest great-grandson and still show your face around here?" S


    Bea frowned and scolded, "You''re speaking out of turn! Ms. Nichole is now the Freeman family''s daughter. Watch your words."


    Sna awkwardly changed her tone and obediently said, "...Of course, it''s my fault."