Chapter 44

Marigold's words were like needles, jabbing right into Celestia, leaving her no place to hide. Even though she was fuming inside, she chose to stay quiet. The awkward silence was getting heavier, and Victoria quickly stepped in to ease the tension. "If you're worried they'll upset your stomach, then let me handle the fruit," she said, handing it to the butler. "Take it to the kitchen, fix it up a bit, and bring it to the upstairs lounge with some snacks." Off to the side, Isabelle's brows tightened into a knot. Her eyes were filled with frustration as she watched Victoria so obviously take Celestia's side. "Mom, if there's nothing else, I'll take Celestia upstairs," Victoria said, giving Marigold a small nod and gently tugging Celestia toward the stairs. But just as they were about to leave, Marigold chimed in coldly. "Celestia, Celestia... since when did it get that affectionate?" Her tone was sour, and her stare sharp enough to chill the air around them. She glanced at Celestia with