Audrey brewed a pot of tea for Matriarch Farrell.

She poured a cup and placed it in front of her, raising her gaze to meet Matriarch Farrell’s eyes, which sparkled with mischief. “Now that you have found your two sisters, will you grant me the title of matriarch?” she inquired.

Although her sister was deceased, Audrey remained alive, and both of her sisters had daughters.

According to the rules of the Farrell family, her daughter would inherit the surname Farrell and the position of head of the family in the future. However, Elisa was unwilling to accept this role, refusing to let her sister’s descendants take over.

Matriarch Farrell was taken aback by Audrey’s bold request.

Though decades had passed since they last met, Audrey confronted Matriarch Farrell with defiance, wielding a metaphorical gun and stick, while Matriarch Farrell dismissed everything she said.

Matriarch Farrell harbored no illusions that Audrey would believe her.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates…

She was well aware of Audrey’s reputation in Wiltspoon.

Yet, she was still surprised by the sharpness of Audrey’s words.

For a moment, Matriarch Farrell was at a loss for how to respond.

Audrey sat up straight, gazing directly at Matriarch Farrell. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, suggesting a smile that mocked Matriarch Farrell’s hypocrisy.

Anger simmered within Matriarch Farrell.

Since she had eliminated her elder sister and younger sister to seize control of the Farrell family, no one had dared to confront her like this. Everyone treated her with the utmost respect.

She had grown accustomed to obedience and deference,

As Matriarch Farrell was silently mocked by Audrey, it was peculiar that she did not feel anger; however, finding the emotion within her proved difficult. This was the Stone family mansion, situated in Wiltspoon and not within the Farrell family’s domain. Regardless of her feelings, she had to endure the situation.

Audrey stated, “For decades, Mrs. Farrell, you have sent people to search for my sisters. I believe this is true, but I’m unsure whether you seek them to assist my parents in caring for us or to eliminate what you perceive as the root cause.”

“Audrey!”

Matriarch Farrell murmured, acknowledging that she had taken good care of herself. However, at seventy years old, no amount of self-care could hide the signs of aging. Pain was evident on her face as she continued, “Audrey, do you still believe those rumors and think that I was responsible for your parents’ deaths?

I came to you because I genuinely wanted to raise you well. I never intended to harm you. You and your sister are the last remnants of my eldest sister in this world. How could I…? Audrey, we haven’t seen each other in decades, and I can understand if you don’t trust me.”