An unexpected guest walked into the living room, which was filled with roses. Emerald had never seen this woman before.

The newcomer had a ponytail, a casual suit, and sneakers. She was clearly a woman, but her facial features were sharp and striking, reminiscent of Alaric's.

Despite not wearing makeup, her skin was flawless, and she looked to be in her thirties. Could she be Alaric's sister?

Emerald, not knowing much about the Corrigans, hesitated and asked, "You are...?"

The woman, with her perfectly manicured nails, plucked a red rose, turned around, and flashed a bright smile at Emerald. "Hello, I'm Alaric's mother. My surname is Anastacia."

Mother?!

Emerald's eyes...