Chapter 227
Trystan said nothing and walked into the manor.
Bethany quickly followed him. She hadn't clearly heard what Trystan said just now—something like, what about him?
But was that even possible? She must have misheard.
Once inside, Bethany saw Bianca, Sawyer, and Jacinta talking in the living room. As soon as she entered, the room fell silent.
Feeling awkward, Bethany greeted them with her head down, "Mom... I mean, Mrs. Lawson..."
"She's here to pick up her things," Trystan interrupted. Then, he instructed Bethany, "Come upstairs with me."
Bethany forced a smile at the group. "I'll head up then."
"Wait." Unexpectedly, Bianca called out to her.
Bethany tensed up, bracing herself like she was about to face a formidable enemy.
"Mom," Trystan spoke again, clearly annoyed. "She'll leave after she gets her things."
"What, are you afraid I'll eat her?" Bianca stood up and walked over, her gaze unintentionally sweeping over Bethany's stomach.
Standing in front of Bethany, she spoke with

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