But in reality, in their own eyes, the two of them had been mortal enemies since childhood. Growing up together, there wasn't a single day they got along.
After speaking, Monica King turned to look at Jane Sterling again, took her hand, and began rubbing it between her own.
"Jane, dear, I can tell you're a fortunate person just by looking at you. Our Joy must have caused you a lot of trouble in the dorms, hasn't she?"
A mother knows her daughter best. It seemed Monica King was also aware of some of Joy Fischer's messy habits.
But Jane Sterling shook her head and said very seriously,
"Not at all, Mrs. King. Joy Fischer is very sweet. She hasn't caused us any trouble."
Monica King's eyes lit up when she heard this.
"Oh my, you're such a sweet talker! Auntie likes you so much!"
As she spoke, Monica King grew more and more cheerful, even taking an emerald ring from her own hand and slipping it onto Jane Sterling's middle finger without taking no for an answer.
