Chapter 132

Lucy’s POV: Mason’s thin lips curved upward in satisfaction at his daughter’s sharp retort. I watched Scarlett, feeling both amused and exasperated. To be honest, she was a spitting image of me in my youth. I gently nudged my daughter’s arm. “You are a young lady… be a little gentler. Before she could retort, Mason’s voice cut in first. “Honey, have you forgotten what you were like in your youth?” “…” That old man was digging up my past again. I turned and glared at him. He immediately backed down. “My mistake. You have always been the most gentle and gracious.” Unusually chatty with him, I turned to Miley. “Miley, I understand your longing for your birth parents. After all, you were thirteen back then… already a big kid. Your memories of them are vivid. Asking you to forget them would be too hard—and frankly, unfair.” “Mom, I just can’t forget. I don’t want to either. I know you both have been so good to me, but I really… Scarlett said I schemed to get you to publicly acknowledge me.