"Becca..."
"Auntie."
Mrs. Geoffrey, assisted by a servant, stood up and immediately reached out to embrace Rebecca Quentin, her voice choked with emotion, "Why did you leave again without a word? Do you know how heartbroken and disappointed I was..."
Rebecca tightly hugged Mrs. Geoffrey, her eyes reddened, guilt overflowing, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you, I just... I just had some things I couldn't figure out, but now I have, and I won't leave again."
"Silly child, why didn't you tell me if something was bothering you? I've always said I'd stand by you no matter what..."
"I'm sorry..."
"It's good you're back, it's good you're back..."
A few minutes later, Rebecca lifted her head from Mrs. Geoffrey's shoulder, tears glistening in her eyes. She asked, "Auntie, where's Howard Geoffrey?"
