Cymbeline Jennings had no idea that Eleanor Spencer was not doing well right now. Every day she was tortured in various ways by other patients with mental illnesses. When Cymbeline came to visit, Eleanor would be arranged in a private room. It seemed like she was living well, but in reality, she was almost mentally collapsing from this kind of life, living in pain every day.
Yet Cymbeline Jennings still harbored the delusion of rescuing Eleanor Spencer, clearing her daughter's name, and using her daughter's brilliance to return to high society.
Aurelia Shaw was taken aback, not expecting to run into Cymbeline Jennings here.
"What's wrong?" Mason Nightshade saw Aurelia stop and followed her gaze, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Aurelia's red lips curled up. She took a glass of red wine from a passing waiter's tray and chose a seat not too far, not too close, her captivating almond eyes fixed seductively on that direction.
