The silent attitude was equivalent to a tacit agreement in everyone's eyes.
"Lady Roberts, you clearly know the Eldest Miss Todd doesn't get along with President Vanderbilt, and she even wants to put him to death at every turn. Yet, you're still siding with her? And you still expect President Vanderbilt to provide you with an allowance? Isn't that too much?"
Rosy Roberts' face was gloomy and unsightly. "If she behaved a bit better, how could I possibly have the chance to stand with the Eldest Miss Todd? She hasn't fulfilled her filial duties; it's always been the Eldest Miss Todd these past few days..."
"So, whoever gives you money is considered a good person in your eyes?"
A cold, sarcastic voice echoed from behind.
Everyone looked over and saw Arabella Vanderbilt in a fitted down coat, hands in her pockets, walking gracefully with an air of ease, surrounded by many bodyguards.
Seeing her calm and composed appearance, Rosy Roberts' face instantly turned cold.
