She just couldn't stand how much Grandmother adored and favored Julia Bluen.
In this past month, Grandmother hadn't stopped talking about Julia Bluen, causing her jealousy toward Julia to deepen even further.
The old lady gave her a knowing smile but didn't answer, simply instructing Auntie Mei, "They've just gotten off the plane, and I don't know if they've had a meal on board. Even if they did, the food on the plane isn't likely to be good. Auntie Mei, quickly have the kitchen send the prepared spaghetti to the dining room so Julia can have a bite. We'll make more of the dishes she loves for dinner."
"Don't worry, Grandmother, everything's ready," Auntie Mei replied with a smile.
In a single sentence, the old lady had made her affection for Julia abundantly clear.
"Grandmother is so biased. She hasn't even come back yet, and you're already preparing her favorite foods," Adele Horne taunted again, her tone cool.
