"Aunt Clara doesn't welcome me?"

Aurelia lifted her gaze, her sharp peach blossom eyes abruptly fixed on Clara Philips. She smiled, yet it sent a chill down one's spine.

Clara Philips forced a stiff smile, "I... why wouldn't I welcome you? This is your home, you should have returned long ago, Old Shaw misses you too."

The incident with Jovana Shaw causing a scene on a live stream recently had reached Balthazar Shaw, making him furious. He threw a tantrum at home and cut off their expenses.

It's all because of this Aurelia!

Others might not know, but she was well aware of it.

She underestimated this Aurelia, all of this was her scheme.

Now that she's moved back in, it's highly likely it was planned all along.

Wanting to snatch the Shaw Family's wealth? Having stayed in this house for so many years, she wouldn't let what was about to be hers fall into someone else's hands.

"Oh, that's right, Aurelia, now that you're divorced, you can't just put aside the rest of your life. I've found a few good families for you." Clara Philips proceeded to take out a few photos from her pocket and spread them on the table, smiling brightly, "I know you have high standards, these families are all quite decent. Although they don't look as good as Mason Nightshade, in day-to-day life, you can't just focus on looks."

"Mason was handsome, but didn't you end up apart? I speak from experience, sometimes you can't just look at appearances. I've checked the character of these people, they are all quite good. You should take the time to meet them."

Aurelia lifted her eyes slightly, her slender fingers picked up the photos on the table, her red lips curled with sarcasm.

Indeed, you can't just look at appearances, if appearances were even worth looking at.

Whap!

The photos were tossed back onto the table.

Aurelia's smile was light and indifferent, her peach blossom eyes calm and unfazed, "Aunt Clara..." She tapped the photos with her fingers, pondering for a moment, "Do you really think these people are good?"

"Of... of course." Clara Philips swallowed.

Those few taps by Aurelia felt like they were beating directly on her heart.

This Aurelia, how was she becoming more intimidating?

Indeed, handling her as she grew up made things difficult.

Aurelia's brows arched, her smile benign, "Well... in that case, I'll consider it."

"Really?" Realizing she was too excited, Clara Philips coughed, "This is for the best, a girl can't afford to delay, once you're past a certain age, it's hard to find someone better. After all, you've been divorced once, you can't be too picky."

"Enough!" Balthazar Shaw said in a deep voice, his face clouded, "Our daughter just returned, and you're already rushing to marry her off. And, who are these people you've found? A bunch of misfits, not even comparable to our Shaw Family's background. Even if Aurelia wanted to marry them, I wouldn't agree!"

"Old Shaw, you don't understand about finding a partner. Once a girl passes a certain age, it's like an out-of-season fruit. We can't be picky; we can only be picked." Clara Philips leaned into Balthazar's ear and whispered, "Do you think that just because Aurelia and Mason are divorced, Mason will leave her alone?"

"Who's daring enough to want Mason's woman, even if she's divorced? For Aurelia's future, you can't delay your daughter."

She wiped her tears, "I'm considering your daughter's well-being. There's no benefit in this for me. If you doubt me like this, I might as well not get involved in this matter anymore."

Balthazar Shaw squinted suspiciously, the live stream incident still an indelible hurdle in his mind.