"Eleanor—!"
Lacey flushed a brilliant shade of crimson, violently cutting off her mother's scandalous rant.
Eleanor let out a sharp sigh, pausing to catch her breath, though the fiery concern in her eyes hadn't dimmed in the slightest.
"Mark my words, Lacey. If you ever let yourself become a pawn in someone else's sick revenge plot against Mira, I will personally have your legs broken and leave you paralyzed."
She was perfectly willing to destroy the daughter she brought into this world, rather than let Mira soil her own hands dealing with this mess.
Lacey's knees knocked together as a fresh wave of terror hit her. "I swear I won't do it, Eleanor. I will never bother Mira again."
She knew with absolute certainty that it was not an empty threat.
Sensing her daughter's genuine fear, Eleanor softened her harsh tone, stepping back into the role of a protective mother.
"Good. You need to understand that everyone in this world has to pay the price for their actions. Some mistakes are permanent. They simply cannot be fixed.
"You lost her, and you need to accept that. It's time to stop looking back and move forward.
"You're not getting any younger. Spend the rest of your life indulging in whatever brings you joy. Find your own happiness.
"And when you're too old to take care of yourself, your sons will always make sure you're provided for."
"I understand, Eleanor."
Satisfied that the message had finally sank in, Eleanor stood up to leave, only to be interrupted by the sound of Sera arriving with someone in tow.
Once again, Lacey hurried over to open the door herself.
"Sera..."
Lacey tried to desperately signal that her mother was sitting right there, but Sera violently bulldozed over her words.
"Lacey, are you finally ready? We need to move now, or we'll miss Mira before she disappears into her lecture hall."
Without missing a beat, Sera grabbed Lacey's wrist, aggressively yanking her toward the hallway.
"Sera, let go! I'm not going anymore!"
Ignoring the protests, Sera dug her perfectly manicured nails in deeper and dragged her aunt forward.
"Eleanor, I swear, I truly don't understand why Mira is so intensely cruel to Lacey.
"But I truly believe that family is everything, and no mistake is beyond forgiveness. I was only trying to do the right thing."
"Sera, I am not a naive fool like your aunt. Your cheap lies don't work on me.
"It is painstakingly obvious that you have absolutely zero remorse for your actions.
"We are done here. Get out of my sight. Our ties as family are officially severed from this moment on. You are entirely on your own."
"Eleanor, please! I know I messed up, but you can't just cut me off like this!"
"Fine. I'll give you one final chance to redeem yourself. Tell me exactly what you did wrong."
"I... I shouldn't have blindly meddled in their private affairs without knowing the full story."
"You are still lying straight to my face?"
Eleanor's jaw clenched in pure disgust. "Security, throw this trash out."

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