Sophia was instantly furious. "Black truffle? Does she think she's some kind of noble lady?"

"She's doing it on purpose," Grace sneered. "Lisa was an incompetent coward, but her daughter is quite skilled."

Sophia grabbed Grace's hand. "Mom, why should you serve her? You're her stepmother. If she wants to eat, she should make it herself."

Sophia could afford to be willful, but Grace could not.

Grace kept a stern face. "I still don't know what Emily's next move is. Her revenge came too quickly; I didn't have time to react. We can't act rashly. Let's observe her first and see what she plans to do, then we can counterattack."...