"Sir, the Fifth Miss has returned!" Alfred rushed in, his face flushed, as excited as if he had just discovered some priceless treasure.
As soon as Alfred finished speaking, the hem of a light blue dress fluttered, and all eyes fell upon a coolly beautiful face. Her clear eyes held the ghost of a smile. "Heh. Quite the party."
She spoke with light-hearted mockery, her tone gentle and unhurried. Her whole demeanor exuded a cool languor.
"Seraphina—" The Ashworth family turned toward the door in unison, their voices filled with joy as they spoke as one.
Knowing that Seraphina Ashworth was returning today, the entire Ashworth family had gathered at home.
Mr. Ashworth stared at his precious granddaughter's familiar smile. His body stiffened, and his sharp eyes widened as he blinked, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Seeing her grandfather's somewhat comical expression, Seraphina Ashworth felt a pang of sadness. 'I really don't spend enough time with my family.'
