“Thank you, Aunty. Thank you, Sister,” Xyla Quest replied equally politely with a natural smile on her face.

In social situations like this, it was necessary to appear cheerful even if Xyla was annoyed on the inside.

“Sister and Brother-in-law, your seats are over there. Why don’t I lead you there?” Emily Quest asked as she pointed at a table in the center of the living room.

Currently, there were two empty seats at the table. The guests seated at the table were mostly from May Conner’s side of