Amelia was observant of the smallest detail, suspecting that something might be amiss between Eric and Sylvia.

It wouldn't be unusual for issues to arise. Eric was wealthy beyond measure, so who wouldn't fall for him?

As for Eric himself?

Since one sought his wealth, it would be reasonable for him to offer to a younger beauty. After so many years of marriage with Sylvia, it would be understandable if he grew tired of her.

Take the Williams family for instance, regularly indulging in lavish feasts but occasionally settling for simple fare. Who's to say a cultivated flower smells sweeter than a wild one? Eric appeared to have eyes for other women too.

Sylvia chuckled. "Mom, are you not tired enough? You've taken care of Brook, and now you're here for us. When Yvette grows up a bit more, you should rest properly for a few years and stop worrying about these things."

"How can I do that?" Amelia retorted irritably, "Yvette will eventually marry off. With so much money, who will inheri