Chapter 1325


    Knock, knock.


    There was a knock at the door.


    Mr. Newman asked outside the door, “Honey, are you ready? Hurry up. We’re going to bete.”


    Mrs. Newman gave up on trying to punish Camryn again. After all, the n tonight was to sell Camryn.


    If she punished her daughter too badly, she would not be able to sell her at a good price since others


    would not like her.


    “We’re ready.”


    Mrs. Newman said to Camryn, “Get out!”


    Camryn reached for her cane and was just about to walk when her cane was snatched from her hands


    by her mother. Mrs. Newman tossed the cane aside and said, “You don’t need a walking stick when


    attending a banquet.


    “Just follow me.”


    Mrs. Newman knew that Camryn could follow along so long as Camryn could hear her voice and


    footsteps.


    Camryn fell silent and quietly followed Mrs. Newman out of the room.


    Mr. Newman waited impatiently at the room door. When he saw the mother and daughtere out, his


    eyes lit up. He looked at his stepdaughter for a long time before saying, “Camryn really is getting more


    beautiful. She takes after both you and her father.”Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Every time he saw Camryn, it was like he was looking at his younger brother.


    Fortunately, Camryn did notpletely take after his younger brother, otherwise he would not even


    want to see her.


    Mrs. Newman red at Camryn for a moment and said in contempt, “My Carrie is more beautiful.”


    Then, she stepped forward, took her husband’s arm, and said, “Let’s go. The banquet is about to start.”


    “The banquet starts around this time, but there’s no need to rush. The climax of the banquet is when


    Mr. York arrives. Even if we go now, Mr. York won’t be there yet.”


    At the mention of Zachary, Mrs. Newman remembered Serenity and felt anger bubbling in her stomach.


    She turned her head and scolded Camryn, who was slowly walking down the stairs,” Can’t you move


    faster?


    “You’re so slow no matter what you do. How is a person like you able to earn money and feed


    yourself?”


    Camryn ignored her.


    She grabbed the handrail and took her time.


    Mrs. Newman was enraged. No matter how she scolded Camryn, Camryn paid no mind to her. It was


    like she was punching cotton–her dissatisfaction only increased.


    If not for the fact that she had to take this mole rat out to attend the banquet tonight, she wanted to go


    behind Camryn and kick her down.


    “Camryn can’t see, so she has to walk slowly when going down the stairs. What if she slips and hurts


    her face?


    “Come on, don’t be angry.”


    Mr. Newman admonished his wife and said gently to Camryn, “Camryn, your mother is just short-


    tempered. Don’t take it to heart. Take your time. We’ll wait for you outside.”


    Camryn remained silent.


    Mr. Newman was used to his niece’s reticence.


    Camryn did not like to talk at home. What could she say? No one treated her like a human here.