Chapter 319

Other than Arthur, Genevieve had never been humiliated so openly by someone from the younger generation.

She ground her teeth as she shot Clara a venomous glare, her face pale. "What have you been saying about our family? Why does everyone think we mistreat you day after day?"

Vincent cut in, his tone polite but edged. "Madam Kensington, when your behavior is already so plain, do you really think