Louise rarely appeared in public. Her usual image before others was that of a woman with long, silver hair and a naturally languid grace.
Coming as Thalia's mother today, she'd changed her appearance.
The snow-white hair remained, but instead of wearing it loose, she'd elegantly pinned it up in a coiled bun. She wore a form-fitting, sophisticated dress and exuded noble elegance.
What surprised Thalia wasn't just that Louise had left the night before but returned to visit the next morning; it was that she'd intentionally altered her appearance to show signs of aging.
Though still a graceful beauty refined by years, her features now showed clear signs of aging. At least, they genuinely looked like mother and daughter as she stood side by side with Thalia.
At the first sight of her, Thalia felt her nose tingle with the inexplicable urge to cry.
She remembered that back when Louise had seen her age herself by 20 years to match Adam, her eyes had been full of disdain and scorn. She thought Thalia had disgraced the proud demon bloodline of the Wynthorpe clan.
Yet now, Louise, who'd always insisted on preserving her most beautiful self, had willingly aged herself for the sake of her "aged" daughter.
"What kind of look is that?"
Louise shot a glance at Thalia and noted her slightly reddened nose. She gracefully rolled her eyes and asked, "Are you going to invite me in or not?"
But even as she spoke, she brushed past Thalia and Adam to enter the house like it was her own.
Receiving the news, George and Marie hurried down the stairs, only to see Louise casually seated in George's main seat in the living room, just like Elowen had done.
George knew her identity and didn't fuss over such details. He approached with a smile alongside Marie and greeted warmly, "You must be Mrs. Wynthorpe?"
That was exactly what she was doing now.
George was silently surprised by her courteous manner, but didn't let it show on his face. He graciously offered her a seat and ensured the Jensens treated her with respect.
Perhaps not wanting to lack in poise, Marie perfectly took on the role of an elite matriarch today. She was poised and gracious throughout and praised Thalia, never uttering a single harsh word.
Louise listened in silence the whole time as her fingers gently stroked Marshmallow, who'd unknowingly crept to her side and now served as an armrest.
Finally, she spoke her first words to Marie since stepping inside, "I heard that you didn't care much for my daughter and granddaughter, and that your words were often sharp…
"Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it seems the rumors were quite misleading, after all."
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