"I'm going to get something for my aunt. You guys chat slowly." The green-haired girl seemed too lazy to talk to her and walked past her to go upstairs to get something.
Elena was knocked sideways by her and stood at the stairs in a daze. Her pale face looked like thin paper that would break at any time. She relied on one hand to support herself on the railing to barely keep her balance.
Mrs. Hill was angry and heartbroken watching from below, and was about to go upstairs: "Lina, are you okay? Mom sees that you look very unhappy, don't pay attention to her."
Elena shook her head reluctantly and stopped her from coming up: "I'm fine. Mom, I'm going back to my room."
"Come out and eat something," Mrs. Hill said hurriedly.
Elena had already walked back, her weak voice floating in the air: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat. I want to rest for a while."
Mrs. Hill had just walked halfway when she heard the sound of a door closing.
She looked at the empty corridor and thought of her precious daughter's pale and fragile expression. It was as if someone was stabbing her heart with a knife and she felt a dull pain.
She looked angrily in the direction where the green-haired girl left, feeling sulky in her heart.
… It was all her fault for coming back all right. She upset her sister so much that she refused to eat. She really did something wrong to give birth to such a daughter!
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Elena's bedroom is a three-room suite.
There is also a European-style living room in the middle.
The spacious living room has everything you need, including closets and sofas, just like the presidential suite outside. There are countless rooms like this in the Irene family's ancestral home.
The patriarch's castle inherited by her aunt Irene Wo was even more astonishing than the ancestral home where their family lived now.
With such wealth and status in front of her, how could she not fight for it
Since returning to her room, Elena has been thinking of Eleanor's words over and over again in her mind: 'A phoenix that has fallen to the ground should look like it has fallen to the ground. Look who cares about you now'...
Suddenly, her face twisted as she leaned over and swept everything on the table to the ground. The exquisite carpet was smashed into a riot of colours, and fell all over the floor with a clang. "Huh~" The young woman gasped heavily, her eyes bulging out, staring fiercely at the air, as if only in this way could she vent her inner dissatisfaction and depression.
—'My dear sister, you should get used to your current status as soon as possible and stop pretending to be a goddess. Look at your suitors, how many of them still pay attention to you? Even Ying Shi ignores you, and you still think you are the same as before.'
Elena grasped the corner of the table tightly, and the sharp wood pricked her palm.
She heard that Dowell, Brown and others held a party a few days ago and invited most of the second generation on the island.
Moody went too.
But Dowell and Brown did not call her.
And Ying Shi was there too, but he hadn't even mentioned such a party to him.
She knew it was just a party, but it was the first time that she was not present at such a gathering of the second generation on the island.
This also means that she is beginning to be marginalized.
This is why Elena can't stand it!
If Moody hadn't asked her when she would arrive...she wouldn't even know there was such a party!
Elena was still gritting her teeth to fight off the dizziness that was coming over and over in her head, when her cell phone rang.
"Jingle Bell… "
She wasn't going to answer the phone at first.
The person on the other end of the phone was very patient and waited for her until she suppressed her emotions that were about to go crazy with Eleanor and walked over to pick up the phone. She looked at the caller ID that she had never seen before, and then put it to her ear and answered the phone. (End of this chapter)