The more Mrs. Chambers dwelled on it, the darker her expression became.
“How could the Chambers family end up in such a scandal? It’s all that girl Aurora’s fault,” she muttered through gritted teeth.
Daniel frowned. “What does this have to do with Aurora? She doesn’t even know anything about it.”
He shot his mother a warning look. “Don’t go around spreading rumors.”
Mrs. Chambers wanted to retort, but seeing the look on her son’s face, she bit her tongue.
Meanwhile, in the room across the hall, Aurora had showered and changed. Seeing that her grandmother was still asleep, she slipped next door to get some rest herself.
But sleep didn’t come easy. Every time she closed her eyes, Daniel’s mocking, sardonic face flashed before her.
Daniel padded in quietly.
Aurora was fast asleep, her dark hair fanned out against the white pillow, making her already thin face look even paler and more fragile. Her brows were drawn together, as if she were carrying a world of hurt.
He stood there for a long while, silently watching her, before quietly leaving the room.
When Aurora finally woke, her body felt weak and her mind was foggy.
She figured she just hadn’t slept well and thought nothing of it, opening the door and stepping out.
Outside, she could hear Mr. Hogan Chambers’s voice, muffled but recognizable.
“Now, we... are family by fate...”
“What happened before, I... want to make it up to you...”
“Aurora, since you’re... you’re one of us now... don’t worry... I’ll make sure...”
Compared to his usual authoritative tone, Mr. Hogan Chambers actually sounded gentle this time.
Aurora didn’t catch all of it. Worried her grandmother might be in trouble, she hurried out.
“Grandma.”
She fixed a vigilant stare on Mr. Hogan Chambers. “What are you trying to do?”
Grandma Grace, propped up in bed, looked much better. She shook her head at Aurora reassuringly.
Aurora thought of all the tricks Mr. Hogan Chambers had pulled before and for a moment, she didn’t know what to do. Still, she positioned herself protectively in front of her grandmother.
Grandma Grace looked moved. She knew how much Aurora had suffered, and now that there was an easier path, why not take it?
She leaned in and whispered, “Aurora, what do you think?”
Aurora lowered her eyes. “I’m not that lucky.”
She didn’t trust Mr. Hogan Chambers. He was too unpredictable—one wrong move, and who knew what he’d do next.
She wasn’t willing to gamble.
He looked visibly disappointed, but he held back his temper. He opened his mouth as if to argue, but when he caught Grandma Grace’s gaze, he swallowed his words.
Grandma Grace was quiet for a moment, then answered for Aurora.
“Aurora, he’s right. With him on your side, no one would dare bully you.”
Aurora was startled. “Grandma?”
Mr. Hogan Chambers cleared his throat again, looking pleased this time.

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