Faint and scattered footsteps could be heard at the door; Eva Miller opened her eyes and realized the door wasn't properly closed.
She casually slipped on a pair of slippers and dragged her still heavy feet toward the door, but before her hand touched the doorknob, she overheard a whispered conversation.
"I don't see what's so great about this Young Madam. How did Second Young Master get interested in her, a woman from the entertainment industry? It's really beneath our family's status."
Eva's hand froze on the doorknob, her fingertips slightly trembling.
"Oh, maybe Second Young Master is just following Third Young Master's lead. Didn't Third Young Master also marry a star? These actresses are beautiful and have good figures, which is good for showing off."
"But I see that Second Young Master doesn't seem very enthusiastic about this Young Madam. Look, he just came home and hurried off to the company again. Maybe this Young Madam will fall out of favor in the future too."
