78 Chapter 78: So what if shes your daughter? (1/2)

Laurice was lost in her own bubble as she sat dumbfounded, still and quiet in her own seat, failing to attentively listen to the entire on-going conversation on the dinnertable. Hearing her mother speak such affectionate words just now towards her unbelievably shook her core. Laurice felt an awfully familiar pang on her chest from what she had just heard that she could not find her voice even if she probably ever dared to speak. Deep down, Laurice was holding it in. No matter how much she wanted to protest, she does not have the courage to say the words she had long been keeping to herself. Discarding her and depriving her of any attention for years, does her mother even have the right to impose on her? And now that it is likely that she could be of use, her mother was all over her in full combat trying to win her favor? Did she seem that easy in her mother's eyes? Her eyelids flutter in distress as she hope she was mistaken all along.

But no one is indispensable.

Laurice read that somewhere and felt the truth that lies in the phrase. She believed so, too. How very timely indeed.

Laurice swept her gaze down to the cooling tea in front of her itching to drink up just a little bit to calm her nerves down but she just couldn't bring herself to lift a finger and even if she did, it had probably gotten so cold already anyway. What a waste.

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As Laurice wallow in her self-pity, the bickering continues as the old madam erupted as if she was running out of patience.

”Don't be impudent, Camilla.” The old madam admonished, warning her daughter subtly with a tone that is slightly above her normal range.

Camilla did not concede but noticed the slight change in her mother's voice that was sending her warning signals. She cleared a lump on her throat before responding, barely uttering the words.

”If she wishes to join the company, she has the right to do so.” Laurice's mother fended off as she finally resigned with such statement before drinking her worries down with water.

After a pause, the old madam replied uncaringly.

”Did i give my permission? So what if she's your daughter? That doesn't imply anything.” Unable to resist the urge to vent her anger, Adelina spoke in a rather condescending manner that is very unusual surprising everyone who had gathered today. As head of the family, she was never open to her sarcasm and have always kept her cool in control. But her temper was considerably shaky at the moment as if she was clearly annoyed. Who ever said she had already accepted her daughter's marriage and offspring?

Camilla appear dumbstruck as she cast a glance at her mother who was now staring straight at her direction with a cold expression. She heard her own mother's indignance loud and clear and felt an onset of headache building up. Her face twitched. How can she retort back? Sending Laurice at the old residence may not be her own idea but she did permit for her to come. Was it her fault, then? Was she to blame for creating such uproar, by suddenly introducing a new family member and provoking her mother's achilles heel? Camilla felt constricted. With furrowed brows, she stared back at her mother and was about to speak when she heard a silent creaking sound.

It was Laurice.She suddenly stood up from her chair amidst the heated argument garnering everyone's focus and attention. She did not want to interrupt nor participate in any of these sorts but she could no longer stay put and kept silent. Talking about her as if she wasn't present at all was making her so upset and restless.