Every step she took inside deepened the sense of suffocation for Alma Ferreira and Sophie Scott.
After being away for so long, she picked this moment to return. Could it be that she heard Henry Chapman was coming?
Alma and Sophie exchanged a glance, both looking displeased.
Catching sight of the figure, Mrs. Chapman was momentarily amazed and asked a question from the side. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Yes. She’s usually not at home..." Pausing, Alma collected her emotions and maintained a graceful smile, "Pardon her, she’s got a bit of a temper... I hope you can forgive her."
Mrs. Chapman smiled without saying a word.
She’d heard some rumors—the Scott family’s newly returned young lady, known for her fiery temper, assertive personality, arrogance, and disrespect for elders...
In short, all the descriptions were negative, except for compliments like "beauty like a Heavenly Immortal."
She hadn’t noticed anything else yet, but the "beauty like a Heavenly Immortal" was indisputable at first glance.
Nora Scott entered the house.
Instead of going upstairs, she looked around and naturally entered the living room.
Seeing her actions, Sophie and Alma felt their hearts tighten, the previous shocking moment replaying inadvertently in their minds.
Nora smiled slightly, nodding to Mrs. Chapman in greeting.
At this, Sophie and Alma’s faces almost twisted.
—She usually disregards everyone, treating them like air; now, with Henry and Mrs. Chapman present, she’s suddenly "behaving" and changed her attitude?
—Could she be any more obvious?!
Mrs. Chapman, caught by the stunning smile, momentarily skipped a heartbeat, then stood up quickly, her smile reaching her eyes.
Mrs. Chapman smiled and inquired, "Would you like to come sit with us for a bit?"
Indeed, while there’s the saying "no smoke without fire," the rumors were only partly true.
Among all the descriptions of Nora Scott, only "beauty like a Heavenly Immortal" seemed accurate.
Words like fiery, assertive, and arrogant were all nonsense.
Isn’t she quite polite? And that smile is really charming.
Nora replied coolly, "No need, I’ll take Henry upstairs for a look."
The statement was so unexpected that Mrs. Chapman was startled, immediately turning to look at Henry.
Her son couldn’t be treated as a normal person; when he’s in a bad mood, he won’t spare anyone’s feelings. This beauty’s sudden invitation might end poorly.
However, as she tried to hint to Henry to give the beauty some face, Henry naturally stood up, his gaze lifting to Nora.
"Why did you just get back?"
In the indifferent tone, surprisingly, there was a hint of grievance.
Mrs. Chapman + Alma Ferreira + Sophie Scott: ???
At that moment, the whole world went silent; everyone held their breath, seemingly losing awareness.
Nora shrugged, explaining, "There was a bit of traffic."
The light, casual tone lacked any stiffness, her natural attitude as if she were an old acquaintance.
Mrs. Chapman’s perfect smile finally had a crack.
Her quiet, nearly reclusive son had actually become acquainted with such a beauty, and seems quite familiar?
Noticing Mrs. Chapman’s astonishment, Henry hesitated for a moment, then voluntarily explained, "My friend, Nora Scott."
With her son’s confirmation, Mrs. Chapman’s surprise was evident.
Henry furrowed his brow slightly, nodding, "Yes."
Mrs. Chapman took a deep breath.
Alma and Sophie sat stiffly, feelings of discomfort and resentment surging overwhelmingly at Nora, their tightly clasped hands quivering uncontrollably.
Their carefully prepared meeting, filled with unimaginable excitement and anticipation, was now completely undone by Nora’s appearance!
All the previous praise and affirmation Mrs. Chapman gave to Sophie now paled compared to one look from Nora.
Her eyes were full of joy, excitement, and astonishment.
Nora used ’all’ in her words but didn’t even glance at Alma or Sophie.
Giving Henry a look, Nora turned first and walked upstairs.
Without another word, Henry followed closely behind her.
The living room fell into silence.
On the second floor, the guest room.
Nora pushed open the door, allowing Henry to enter first.
Sweeping his gaze around, Henry slightly frowned, looking a bit disdainful.
A regular guest room, not very spacious, with few pieces of furniture, didn’t seem like a place the "actual daughter" would live.
Nora casually replied, "Temporary, my room is still under renovation."
Though, who knows how long the renovation will take.—After all, the design plans haven’t been finalized.
Henry relaxed slightly.