Mrs. Yu exhaled softly, breaking the silence again. "It’s been a long time. A lot has happened. But we’re glad you’re here today."
Still, Ella remained silent.
Mrs. Yu’s voice lowered, kind but firm. "Let’s... leave the past where it belongs. In the past."
That was when the words slipped out of Ella’s mouth, quiet, almost childlike.
"All these years... have you ever thought of me?" Tears pricked the back of her eyes when she uttered the question that had lingered in her heart for two lifetimes now.
The glass in Mrs. Yu’s hand trembled. Mr. Yu looked away, jaw tight. But no one answered.
Ella didn’t press. She simply gave a faint nod and turned toward the table, the ache tucked back where it had lived for years. She did not know what kind of a response she was looking for.
She had gone to such lengths to sneak out of the Eve Mansion, to defy Adrian’s will even at the risk of triggering him again, all so she could see her parents again. But now that she stood in the grand hall, she suddenly did not know what she wanted.
Ella grabbed a glass of wine. As she took a sip, she let her gaze wander across the grand hall.
In the center of the hall, a group of masked dancers, men and woman danced elegantly to the waltz beats. At a little distance, she spotted Dean Mo and Jenny standing next to each other, surrounded by a group of socialites.
Ella couldn’t spot Ruby in the crowd. After giving it a thought, she pulled out her phone and texted Ruby. And in two seconds, a reply came from the other side.
Ella: Not coming today?
Ruby: I won’t be able to make it there. Did you go? Is everything going well?
Ella could almost hear her concerned voice through her text. A hint of warmth crept in her heart as she replied.
Ella: Everything’s fine here. Don’t worry about me.
Even though Ruby did not say it out loud, Ella knew that Max was probably throwing a tantrum and refused to accompany her to the party today. With his fragile ego, how could he tolerate being humiliated at the Imperial University yesterday?
After the initial hiccup at Ella’s arrival, the party resumed like nothing ever happened. Laughter, clinks of glass, and music filled the hall once again.
At this moment, Esther stepped up next in her shimmering lavender gown, a pleased smile painted on her lips. "To celebrate my parents’ anniversary, I had something custom made for them."
A dramatic flourish followed as she unveiled a calligraphy scroll made by a renowned artist and a limited-edition watch set.
"Oh my, Esther! You’ve truly grown more thoughtful each year," Aunt Yu gushed. Then her eyes darted to Ella, narrowing with mock innocence. "You must’ve forgotten to bring a gift, First Miss. Or perhaps you thought your presence alone was enough?"
Ella twirled the glass of wine in her hand, refusing to acknowledge the woman. Aunt Yu was her father’s younger sister and she only visited her parents during occasions.
Ever since they were young, she had been especially fond of Esther who knew how to talk sweetly and impress people, compared to Ella who had a gloomier personality and did not interact much with everyone.

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