George, who had been sitting in a wheelchair and remained silent, finally spoke up. He was the eldest son of the Morris family and, apparently, the leader of the group today.
"Mind your words! Is this how you have been taught in your etiquette class?"
He glanced at Vivian, and his sharp gaze instantly dampened her arrogance. She didn't dare to mess around anymore and sat on the sofa, wiping her tears.
George pushed his wheelchair to Lily, showing his gentlemanly demeanor as always.
"I'm sorry to scare you, Ms. Bronte. I didn't teach my sister well."
Lily shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't mind.
"Vivian has the right to express her feelings. Marriage is not a trivial matter. If she is so resistant to marrying William, her opinion should be respected."
George smiled.
