Chapter 193

I handed Snowflake to the driver, instructing him to take it back to the Sterling residence to be cared for.

When I returned to the living room, Sylvia was unusually pleasant toward me, her demeanor positively glowing with friendliness throughout the gathering.

"Mrs. Sterling," she began with an apologetic smile, "we may have had some minor misunderstandings before. That was because I had just los