Chapter 374

Near noon, the doorbell rang, pulling Camilla’s attention from the living room. Paige, who had been arranging a bouquet for the vase, also turned to look. A servant hurried to answer the door, and when it swung open, Sylvia stood there—elegant as ever in her cream coat, her hair neatly pinned up.

“Mommy?” Camilla greeted her with a bright smile.

“Ah, sweetheart.” Sylvia stepped forward and wrapped