Mrs. Cai had been a competitive woman her entire life. Even when her conflict with her daughter, Song Yunzhao, became public knowledge, she had felt no fear. But now, having secured the position of Marchioness, the words she heard today had instilled a sense of dread in her.
She had only just become the Marchioness; she had no intention of making way for someone else.
Her most beloved older daughter still needed her support. She couldn't afford to lose her current status.
She couldn't bear the thought of Aunt Che's smug face, gloating over her victory. The two of them had fought for a lifetime; how could she let that woman have the last laugh?
Mrs. Cai looked again at Song Yunzhao on her high seat. She had known long ago that this daughter was not one she could rely on. The girl was born with a rebellious streak.
With Mrs. Cai quiet and not causing any trouble, Song Yunzhao couldn't be bothered with her, having no desire to guess how her mother was weighing the pros and cons.
