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Angelica left Vanthro host family the next day, Daphne's presence began to spread throughout the entire clan.
In no time, even the smaller families of the Vanthro family knew that they had a new young lady. Even some of the major families of the demon clan knew about the birth of a new young lady in the Vandura Family.
At the same time, everyone remembered the frequent visits of the Vandura Family by the William family head recently.
"So, is he discussing marriage with Vanzhou Family Master?"
Cordelia sat in a side seat in the hall, holding a thick leather-bound book in her hands, seemingly just to have something to hold.
She muttered to herself, "Could it be that the William family head has taken a liking to that woman from the Vandura Family? If the marriage is already set, that would be really great."
Her personal maid, Lisa, has been standing behind her the whole time. After hearing her speculation, she spoke up, "Miss, we cannot deny the possibility that Lord William proposed but was rejected by Lord Vanthro, as the relationship between the William's family and the Vandura Family did cool down after that time."
"You are right, Lisa," she squinted her eyes, "How could the Vandura Family let such a foolish and ignorant woman become the mistress? We cannot let her take advantage of Lord Vanthro's soft heart."
Lisa frowned with some concern, "Miss, no matter what, Miss Vanja is still of the Vanthro surname..."
"I don't need you to remind me, do you think I wouldn't know?" Cordelia interrupted her, her eyes filled with gloom, "I won't directly harm her life, but I will definitely strip away what doesn't belong to her. I want to see if the Vanthro bloodline, weak enough to be drained by inferior breeds, still has the qualifications to be the matriarch of the Vandura Family."
Daphne went to find Mrs. White for class as usual in the late night, but when she arrived at the door, she only saw a tightly closed door.
Missed the mark, Daphne returned from the teaching room and knocked on Miller's door, puzzled.
"Brother, why is there no class today?" she asked.
Miller turned the documents on the table and pressed them with a teacup, explaining to his sister, "I forgot to tell you, I asked Louis to help you request two days off yesterday."
"Lately, it seems like my brother always forgets to inform me about things, like last time when Miss Josie came over, you didn't tell me beforehand and just asked me to meet her. How could you forget such an important thing, brother? I suspect you did it on purpose."
Daphne started to settle scores with him, slowly walking over and sitting on Miller's lap, adjusting herself into a comfortable position.
"Is there something else you want me to do today? Big brother, you have to give me some mental preparation."
Miller hugged her waist, lightly flicked her earlobe with his fingers, and apologized, "I really did forget this time. I've been quite busy lately. But if Flora wants to blame someone, she should blame Louis; it was his responsibility to inform you."
Daphne looked at his face suspiciously, unable to tell if he was lying or not, and ultimately chose to give up.
"Okay, I'll go back and blame Louis. So, what do you want to do today, brother?"
Miller's hands were restless, buried in her neck and nibbled, saying, "Didn't you promise to go to Josie's home dance party? I want to have a dress made for Daphne, how about that?"
Daphne She turned her head to avoid it, grabbing his hand that was touching her chest: "Skirt? dance party Are you wearing a skirt?"
"Yes."
"But I have so many unworn dresses in my wardrobe. Brother, you send me four new dresses every week, and I hardly go out, so I don't have time to wear them."
Miller clicked his tongue and said, "Those dresses are already old. It's fine to wear them at home. But if Flora is going to a dance party, of course she should wear the newest and most beautiful dress."
He said, "So I want to ask Flora, do you want to wait for someone to come to your house to take measurements and make the decision, or do you want to go to the city..."
Daphne's eyes lit up and she grabbed her brother's sleeve, "Go to the city!"
Although he had known his sister's choice early on, Miller still stared at her in silence for a while. Just when Daphne thought he disagreed, he suddenly relented.
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