Her brother and her father knew all the probability that would happen these past few days, as she had shared her worry with them a few hours after Valerie left her room that day.
Her father's stance was surprisingly not as bewildered as her brother's. He was very calm, as if her worry was reasonable. It made her wonder if her father knew the characters of Camille Preston and her family very well. Or perhaps her father had experienced their true color beforehand. And it seemed that her suspicion was probably not a baseless one, as she had seen how her father did not bother responding to the plea of Aunt Camille.
If it was right, then she might deduce that her father probably had ever experienced this before.
Thinking of that, Joanna subconsciously furrowed her brows as she held Valerie's sharp gaze with hers.
