"Madam, what's wrong? The floor's cold, get up quick!" Isabella rushed forward, grabbing Teresa's arm to help her up.
But Teresa, with surprising strength, yanked her hand away. "I raised an ungrateful brat. Might as well not live!"
Isabella stumbled, nearly toppling over, but Alexander was there in a flash, steadying her just in time. Leaning on Alexander's strong arm, Isabella stood up, a flicker of discomfort crossing her face before she quickly smoothed it into her usual gentle demeanor. "Madam, what do you mean by that?"
Then, as if noticing Lily for the first time, she turned toward her, covering her mouth in feigned surprise. "Lils? What are you doing here?"
At her words, the executives who had been keeping their distance turned their gazes to the corner where the young girl in
