After the awkwardness and tension in the VIP dining room, the atmosphere slowly returned to silence. The breakfast proceeded in a rather solemn manner.
Occasionally, I heard conversations about the family business’s progress. Pretending to be busy eating, I listened intently to every word they said.
I chose to remain silent, unlike Elena, who seemed so enthusiastic, as if she were destined to become the primary heir to the family business.
How shameless—and she’s just a stepdaughter!
“You’re so lucky to have such a smart daughter like Elena. She’ll be the one to grow your family’s company,” said Dona, gazing at Elena with a broad smile—a stark contrast to the way she’d looked at me earlier.
“Oh, Auntie, you’re just saying that,” Elena replied, feigning shyness.
“Elena is such a hardw
