Chapter 78 Swear to God

• Susanna joined us to have breakfast—but she didn't come alone. Hazel tagged along; she had the kind, chic, cold, and slightly aloof expression.
• "My little angel, come on downstairs. I'll buy you a toy at lunch," Susanna coaxed with her usual flair for spoiling children. She always gave them whatever they wanted.
• Hazel was still having her breakfast when I came down. She glanced at me, unimpressed. "Tiffany, you're really living the high life now, huh? Weren't you the one who used to cook? And now you've got two maids? Must be nice to just chill."