CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 61: ZOE SUFFERS AT SCHOOL

Sylvia Lane was so shocked by the news that she couldn’t move!

What did Dad just say?

The young master of the Fairchild Family is old, ugly, and disabled?

No wonder he’s never been seen at any events, and they even arranged a marriage with their family from a young age!

If the second young master of the Fairchild Family were somewhat normal, the debutantes of Aurelia would be lining up to be the Fairchild family’s daughter-in-law, they wouldn’t be in such a rush, insisting on marrying Maeve Lane!

Why hadn’t she thought of this before!

Now with Maeve marrying into the Fairchild Family, she’s basically throwing her life away!

The rules in such a large family are certainly many, especially since the Fairchild family is the crème de la crème of noble families, a house of nobility with a thousand-year legacy in Daltania!

If Maeve maintains her unruly demeanor after marrying in, she’ll certainly be scolded to death!

Sylvia Lane was trembling with excitement; the nightmare of Maeve marrying into a noble family had at this moment turned into a sweet dream!

"Sylvia, are you not feeling well?"

A gentle hand lightly patted Sylvia Lane’s arm, making her shiver. She quickly concealed her excited expression and forced a smile, "Mom."

Rosalyn Jennings glanced at Sylvia Lane’s hand, "Why is your hand shaking?"

"I... I’m a bit cold..." Sylvia Lane made up a random excuse, trying to brush it off, "By the way, Mom, sister said..."

"Hold on." Rosalyn Jennings glanced at Anson Lane’s back and gestured for her to speak softly, "Come with me."

Sylvia Lane felt an upsurge of resentment towards Maeve. Mom was always like this, whenever it concerned Maeve, she was on tenterhooks, fearing something might happen to her!

She led Sylvia Lane to the kitchen, took out a batch of carefully baked cookies from the oven, packed up all the food, and stuffed it into Sylvia Lane’s bag, muttering, "Zoe’s having a hard time at school. She’s been pampered since she was little and never faced any grievances..."

Something crossed her mind, and she hesitated, her eyes misting up, "I don’t even know if the school food suits her, she doesn’t call, and I can’t see her in person..."

Sylvia Lane listened on the side, her hands clenched into fists, but had to feign a concerned expression, "Sister really has it hard, ever since the last time she messed around with that strange man, she’s become a whole different person..."

Rosalyn Jennings paused, and her usually gentle voice tinged with anger, "Didn’t I say not to talk about this? Your sister is not that kind of person!"

Even if she’s told not to say it, she has to say it, to make the woman in front of her recall Maeve’s behavior on that day over and over again! To show what her ’best daughter’ is truly like!

"Sorry Mom, I forgot again, I just feel for sister..." Tears welled up in Sylvia Lane’s eyes, "How could sister know such people, even had drugs given to her, it’s really too much, a girl’s purity is completely gone."

Rosalyn Jennings felt some headache, yet even though Sylvia Lane was crying, her tone remained stern, "It’s fine to talk about it with me, but don’t speak of it in front of Zoe, that’s her sad past, understand?"

"Alright." Sylvia Lane pretended to agree, "Is all this for sister? So... much, really?"

"Yes." Rosalyn Jennings said, "Zoe doesn’t particularly like anything except my cookies, so take more, and be sure to be careful not to crush them."

Sylvia Lane glanced at them, her smile sugary sweet, "Okay."

Rosalyn Jennings coughed lightly, "Now hurry to bed, go early in the morning."

"Mm-hmm."

Rosalyn Jennings went upstairs.

The smile on Sylvia Lane’s face vanished utterly, as she lifted the bag of cookies and walked out of the villa.