Hestia paused, "Let's move somewhere else."
Move out?
Hestia was stunned.
For Eltham, the decision was long overdue. The royal family valued its reputation above all, and the Queen using Twila's identity to spite Brittany had already made a laughingstock of the royals. It was high time to set things right or face dire consequences!
"But you said before—"
The Queen had explicitly stated they could always stay.
"Ms. Bennett."
The butler, sensing her thoughts, timely interjected, "Prince Eltham is soon to be engaged to Ms. Lynette. It's inappropriate for you and Miss Twila to continue living here."
Hestia's lips thinned. She had known all along that the Queen never really approved of her, even despised her background!
"I understand."
Eltham was pleased with this development.
That very afternoon, Hestia and Twila were relocated to a villa complex, a mere five-minute drive from Star Elementary School.
Twila was both crying and making a fuss, "Daddy, don’t send me away."
"Daddy—"
Twila clung to Eltham, refusing to let go: "Daddy, did that mean lady say something? Why don’t you want me?"
Why was Daddy abandoning her?
Eltham was never fond of children, but over time, he had grown attached to Twila. However, faced with her relentless crying and the public's watchful eyes, he felt a twinge of irritation.
"Twila."
Hestia, realizing his mood was souring.
"Twila."
She quickly pulled Twila away, signaling her to stop the tantrum.
Twila, used to getting her way, shrugged off Hestia: "Daddy, why don't you want me? Are you going to leave me and Mom?"
"Twila," Eltham's gaze lowered, "I'm not abandoning you."
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