The old lady’s face fell. She glared at Zachary, then slammed her coffee cup onto the table. The other Chambers family relatives fell silent, pretending to sip their coffee.

The old lady turned to Zachary, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Zachary, look at you, all high and mighty. Your long-lost daughter is famous, but you can’t forget your roots. I was being kind! Don't take my goodwill for granted. With her headstrong nature, what respectable family would want her? My grandson is the only one willing to consider her, practically begging me to propose.”

Yvette was Zachary's bottom line. He decided to end the pretense. His demeanor shifted, and he said sharply, “Grand-aunt, it’s not happening. To be blunt, your grandson—over 200 pounds and a mess—drinking, gambling, womanizing—he’s a joke. Even if my daughter never marries, she'd never marry him. Drop it.”

The old lady’s face darkened. How does Zachary know about my grandson? she thought, spinning conspiracy theories. The others were stunned, the lively conversation replaced by embarrassed silence. Even they seemed dissatisfied with the old lady.

Humiliated and angry, the old lady stood, trembling, and pointed a shaking finger at Zachary. “Fine! You Chambers family are something else! I offered your daughter a match, and this is how you repay me? My grandson must have been mad to be interested in that Yvette. Let’s see how high and mighty she acts when no one wants her.”

“Who I marry is none of your business,” a voice said.

Zachary froze, then turned excitedly. Standing there was Yvette. She's finally back from her surgery, he thought. Lucas also showed excitement. Grand-aunt represented the country in a competition and beat the Ybaullan team! he realized.

Lucas shouted, “Grand-aunt, you’re back!”

Yvette, dressed in black, added a cool touch to the summer day. She swept her gaze across the room, hands in her pockets, then swaggered toward Zachary, her eyes defiant.

The Chambers relatives, seeing her for the first time in person, were dumbfounded. She was even more stunning than on TV. Yvette was breathtaking.

Even the old lady was momentarily stunned by Yvette's aura, instinctively stepping back.

Yvette leisurely approached Zachary, raised an eyebrow, and said in her usual cold voice, “Quite the lively scene, huh?”

Zachary, ignoring the others, looked at Yvette lovingly. “Just distant relatives. You must be tired. Go upstairs and rest. I’ll have the kitchen prepare food for you. You're looking thinner. Milk stew, chicken soup, and the sea bass that arrived today.”

Zachary started to call for Lucas, but the old lady interrupted. “Ah, so this is Yvette? She looks even more exquisite in person! I’m your father’s grand-aunt, so call me Grand-aunt.”

The old lady’s sudden change left everyone speechless. Wasn’t she just saying Yvette would die alone? they thought.

The old lady, clearly experienced in such manipulations, didn't even blush.

Yvette, ignoring everyone, walked to the sofa, sat back, spreading her arms in a dominant pose. She exuded arrogance and defiance.

The relatives looked uneasy.

The old lady, suppressing her displeasure, said, “Yvette, I am your—”

“What does that have to do with me?” Yvette’s words made the old lady’s face sour.

The old lady couldn't maintain her act. “Well, aren’t the Chambers family just high and mighty! If you look down on your relatives, what are we even doing here? Are we just here to be laughed at?”

The old lady hoped to stir up resentment, but the others, with their own interests tied to the Chambers family, didn't dare offend them.

The old lady was thoroughly humiliated. Furious, she glared at Zachary and Yvette, then huffed. “Fine! If you’re going to be so heartless, we’ll cut off all ties.”

Yvette’s gaze was icy. She said, “Show her out.”

Lucas immediately obeyed, gesturing toward the door. “This way, please.”

The old lady’s face froze. Yvette’s words caught everyone off guard; no one expected her to kick them out.

Seeing Lucas show her the door, the old lady almost choked on her anger. She clutched her chest. “You…you…Zachary, you’re really going to let your daughter treat me like this? I’m your grand-aunt! Your mother treated me with respect. And now, your daughter wants to kick me out? Aren’t you going to say something fair?”