Jenifer.
Jenifer bent over to Elena and said lovingly, âCome on in, my baby.
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Jeniferâs POV:
Even I had to admit that I was very impressed with Debraâs performance this evening.
She truly was an outstanding young woman.
When Tina tried to make things difficult for her, she didnât back down, and when she fought back, she did it in a classy way.
After we returned to the villa, I only pretended to be angry with her.
I just wanted to remind her not to fight with the Barton family so aboveboard in the future, lest she get into unnecessary trouble.
But the truth was, we werenât afraid of the Barton family.
I actually approved of what Debra did today.
However, before I could finish chastising her, Caleb rushed over to defend her.
He thought that I was deliberately making things difficult for Debra and protected her without hesitation.
His behavior angered me a Little.
I respected my sonâs decision when he chose his Luna.
The only reason why I didnât let Debra eat previously was just to test her.
Truth be told, I never wanted to hurt Debra, nor would I let others humiliate her.
But it seemed that my son didnât trust me.
Knowing this made me so angry that I stormed off and retired to me room.
The servants came to comfort me, saying, âMrs.
Wright, donât be mad.
Alpha Caleb was just acting on impulse.
When he calms down, Iâm sure heâll understand where you were coming from.
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I didnât want to hear it, so I drove them all away and barked, âNo one is allowed to disturb me for the rest of the night!â
I knew that my son would come and apologize to me eventually, but I couldnât help but feel hurt that he kept suspecting me of trying to harm his mate.
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Was I nothing but a mean mother in his eyes? Did he really think I was out to get my daughter-in-law?
While I was brooding, I suddenly heard a little girlâs voice at the door.
âA demon is coming to capture me.
Can the kind-hearted and beautiful fairy open the door please?â ©
The little girl dramatically performed the skit, even going so far as to mimic the voice of the so-called demon.
I opened the door, only to find a cute little girl standing in my doorway.
She was wearing a poufy dress, her golden hair was tied in a neat bun, and her amber eyes shone brightly as she stared up at me.
I recognized her at a glance; she mustâve been Calebâs daughter, Elena.
My lovely granddaughter held up a tray of various desserts and asked carefully, âGrandma, would you like some desserts?â
Then she stood on tiptoe and tried to whisper something in my ear