"Alright, what is it? Just tell me." She did not want to keep talking about that matter, for it was unpleasant; talking about sex with her daughter sounded weird.
Eleanor hesitated for a while, after which she stammered, "M-Mother, a friend of mine has been poisoned. He might not live through the night. C-Can you save him?"
"Take him to the hospital, then. Not like I can help."
"It's already spread throughout his body. The doctor said he can't survive much longer." There was sadness in Eleanor's voice. "I had no choice but to come here. I know you can reverse the poison's spread with a spell." At that point, she only wanted Matthew to live.
It was surprising to Tanya that her daughter would ask for help for a friend. "He's someone you like?"
"Yes," confessed Eleanor.
"And who's the lucky guy? You've never told me." Tanya leaned on her seat, looking at her daughter coolly.
"He…" She clenched her hands, sweat pouring forth. Nervously, she said, "He's not the son of a rich guy, nor is he a nobility. He's… Matthew Kings."
"Matthew?" Tanya tried to recall a face but failed. "Which Matthew?"
"Veronica's… husband."
"What? Isn't he dead?"
"No, that's fake news. He's not dead. He came to the hidden clan with Veronica."
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