The night passed quietly.

When Thea woke up, the pain in her hand was still piercing, and she frowned and cursed Chelsea under her breath.

As she lazily descended the stairs, Chelsea and Jesse were already having breakfast in the dining hall downstairs, chatting and laughing, appearing harmonious and friendly.

Thea blinked, confused, What was going on?

Just one night, and Jesse had already won over Chelsea? What had she missed?

"Good morning, elder sister."

Thea greeted loudly, determined to assert her presence.

Chelsea glanced at her indifferently, while Jesse, seated across from Chelsea, greeted Thea politely, "Good morning, second sister."

"Good morning to you too," Thea smiled sweetly, sitting...