Flora's POV

I was sent back to the house, so I sat by the window staring blankly, then the next morning, I finally saw my father go back home.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, I was curious and asked, "Dad, why are you so happy?"

"Of course you have to be happy. Once I tell you, you will surely be happy," he whispered forward in a voice only two people could hear. "That cup, I stole it back."

As soon as he said those words, I understood what he meant.

I was pleasantly surprised and said, "Really? And there won’t be any flaws in taking it? There...