The next morning, when the dawn broke, there was a thin mist.

Almost all the people of the Kinson family were sitting in the hall, informed by Mary one by one.

Bella Kinson, who hadn't left the room for a long time, also made an exception. She sat in the corner of the sofa, holding a doll pillow in her hand, and looked at her grandmother, father and her aunt who didn't like her with her black grape like eyes.

Noticing the look in her eyes, Cloud Kinson turned to look at her with a flattering smile, trying to explain what happened before.

Bella turned her head coldly and didn't...