Miac Richardson frowned tightly, just about to go downstairs, then remembered his face was covered in powder, and angrily glared at Aria Richardson again.
"What are you two standing there for? Guests are guests, what does it look like to leave the guest downstairs while all three of us stay upstairs?"
Miac Richardson strode off to wash his face. Isla Sue pressed her lips together, comforted Aria with a few words, and then went downstairs.
Natalie Rogers was sitting in the living room, with a servant pouring tea for her. Seeing Isla Sue approaching, Natalie's eyes flickered, and she stood up, walking over with a friendly demeanor.
"Oh, mother-in-law."
Isla looked at Natalie coming towards her, puzzled, and could only cooperate by wearing a faint smile on her face, "Mrs. Knox, what is this about?"
