“It's best not to offend Carter. There are other ways for him to obtain the right of succession. You’re merely a stepping stone, at best. Don't confuse your position with your value. Otherwise, your family won’t come to a good end.”

Camille finished speaking coldly before patting Cathy on the shoulder.

“Miss Jordan, I believe that Carter and Shirley have more to discuss. Let's take a seat downstairs in the meantime.”

Cathy too did not want to stay with Ada and her mother, so Cathy followed Camille downstairs.

Ada held her burning cheek that Carter had slapped. She gritted her teeth with extreme displeasure.

After Ada returned to her room, she clenched her fists at the sight of the swelling on her cheek and the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

“He actually hit me for that stinky beggar!” Ada gritted her teeth. “I can’t let this go. Mom, what should I do now? Would Carter really disfigure my face and break my legs if I went against him?”

“He wouldn’t dare!”

Ada's