Chapter 66 No Gift For The Old Lady

• Alora was taken aback by Molitta’s words—her exaggerated portrayal of her in front of old lady Steele and the gathered guests. It was an elaborate performance, one Alora had no way to counter. Even if she could defend herself, she wouldn’t. This was her first face-to-face meeting with the old lady, and her greatest concern was making a good impression, not bickering with Molitta.
• With an air of self-importance, Molitta descended the stairs and took hold of Alora’s hand. Her grip was firm yet feigned affectionately, a carefully crafted act for their audience. She patted Alora’s back in an almost sisterly manner, smiling sweetly.
• And what the heck is this nonsense? Alora thought, her skin crawling at Molitta’s touch.