Tristan, you need to work hard. Get the factory running and the business on track first. After that, things with Lillian will naturally fall into place."
Tristan nodded. "Don't worry. I'm putting in the work."
Lillian had no idea that the Winthrop family's desire to marry her had reached a fever pitch.
Back at the Mercer estate, Sabrina returned to her room with a stony expression. Martin was already there.
He knew Beatrice's words had upset Sabrina, so he had retired early to coax her into a better mood.
The moment she walked in, he rushed over. "How is she? Did Bella eat dinner?"
Sabrina played her part flawlessly. "She ate. But right after, she complained of a stomachache. She’s probably still sick with anger.
Honestly, Martin, it's exhausting. Every time the Winthrops visit, you men lock yourselves in the study to talk.
I married you, yet I'm still treated like an outsider in my own home.
And now my daughter is being insulted as ill-bred.
What did I do wrong? Why do I have to endure this just because I married you?"
Martin knew she wouldn't let this go easily.
He quickly tried to placate her. "Sweetheart, why would you say that? You're the lady of this house, not an outsider. Of course you're not an outsider.
Don't listen to Beatrice. She's getting old, and she just runs her mouth without thinking about how it affects anyone else.
I only held my tongue because our families have been friends for decades.
We're basically one big family, and there are a lot of things we'll need their help with in the future.
I couldn't just tell her off.
I know you felt wronged and humiliated, and I apologize on her behalf. Please, forgive me?"
Sabrina knew Martin would coddle her afterward, but she was still furious.
Being the lady of the Mercer family felt suffocating.


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