The entire Bennett household fell into a deafening silence when Kathrine, the eldest daughter of Hugo Bennett, showed up unannounced the previous night.
While Kathrine appeared calm and composed, Hugo and Rosiline were left utterly stunned—especially Rosiline, who hadn't managed to sleep a wink since.
Despite the sleepless night, Rosiline carried herself with her usual poise that morning, sitting across the breakfast table with her chin held high, her polished demeanor barely concealing the storm brewing beneath.
"What kind of behavior is this, Kathrine?" Hugo's voice cut through the tense silence, stern and cold. "You leave whenever you please, and now you come back acting as if nothing happened?"
Kathrine, seated opposite them, looked unfazed. She sipped her orange juice leisurely, her expression unreadable, offering no hint of remorse.
