<h4>Chapter 148: Chapter 148: A Girl’s Mouth, Full of Lies</h4>


    Lady Stephens pinched Daisy’s shoulder, speaking mournfully, "Daisy, you haven’te by for so many days, and you didn’t even call to chat with Auntie. Auntie has been waiting for your call every day at home."


    Her tone was as pitiful as the wife abandoned by a scoundrel.


    Daisy chuckled endlessly, "I’ve been pretty busy with worktely..."


    "Being busy doesn’t mean you can’t call Auntie!"


    Daisy could only obediently admit she was at fault, "I’m sorry, it won’t happen again."


    Lady Stephens was satisfied this time, came over to sit beside Daisy, held one of her hands in her palm, and ced it on her ownp, gently patting the back of her hand, "Daisy has been married here for so long, and I seem to not have given anything worthwhile so far. Just recently, I’ve been tidying up the house and found a jade bracelet. I think the size is just right."


    Saying this, Daisy then felt something cool being slipped onto her right hand.


    She lowered her head, nced at the jade bracelet, and was startled, instinctively pressing Lady Stephens’ hand, "Auntie, I can’t ept it! This... is too valuable!"


    The bracelet on her right wrist was bright green all over, with vivid colors, crystal-clear. Even if one is not an expert, they can see at a nce that this bracelet is meant to be a family heirloom.


    Jade is priceless, a pendant with good water will easily reach a million, and Lady Stephens’ gift probably exceeds tens of millions.


    She couldn’t possibly just ept such an expensive gift, stubbornly refusing to take it.


    Lady Stephens looked at her gloomily, saying, "Daisy thinks Auntie’s gift is too old-fashioned? I know you young people don’t fancy these old antiques..."


    Daisy got goosebumps from her gloomy tone, "Auntie, no need, I’ll remember toe visit you often in the future."


    Lady Stephens: "You girls lie so much with your sweet talk, walking out the door and forgetting everything!"


    Daisy: "..." Has Lady Stephens been learning how to banter these days?


    Not far away, Edward Stephens came in munching an apple from the courtyard; he had just returned from a night run, his ck hair damp with sweat, slicked back revealing a prominent forehead and perfect silhouette. Seeing Lady Stephens and Daisy in a deadlock on the sofa, he nced at them, his gaze momentarily sweeping over the emerald bracelet on Daisy’s wrist, then swiftly retracted.


    Daisy was still not on great terms with him, but seeing him nce at her once then ignore, looking like he was about to shower upstairs, couldn’t help but call out, "Edward Stephens, manage your mom!"


    Edward Stephens paused halfway up the stairs, eating half his apple,zily leaning on the railing he nced at her, looking somewhat nonchnt, "If she gives it to you, just keep it."


    Daisy, hearing him say that, furrowed her brow a bit displeased, whereas Lady Stephens was very satisfied, giving Edward Stephens a nce to scram, then patted Daisy’s hand, smiling brightly, "The bracelet suits Daisy beautifully. I have a few sets of earrings and nes back at the old house, I’ll have them sent over together."


    Daisy looked at her helplessly, "Auntie, I really can’t ept any more."


    "Anyway, we’re family, Auntie’s things are Daisy’s, is there really a reason not to ept?"


    She spoke innocently and adorably, while Daisy felt a mix of emotions listening.


    Her fingers brushed the smooth bracelet, gazing at Lady Stephens’ gentle smiling eyes, she sighed lightly, extending her arms to embrace Lady Stephens’ petite frame.


    "Auntie... sorry, I haven’t visited you for too long."


    Lady Stephens patted her back, her tone gentle, "Daisy, remember toe and apany Auntie; Auntie will be delighted." She raised her hand, stroking Daisy’s face tenderly, worriedly saying, "It’s been a month without visiting; Daisy’s gotten thinner. Haven’t you been eating well again?"


    Daisy nestled against her palm, her gaze softening, saying softly, "It’s just been busy with worktely..."


    ...


    Having apanied Lady Stephens chatting until nine-thirty, Daisy finally used the excuse of needing to work tomorrow to escape.


    The Stephens family maid saw her going upstairs, being very attentive, following behind her saying, "Miss Ginger, your pajamas and tomorrow’s clothes have been delivered to the bedroom. If you need anything, we’ll prepare it for you immediately."


    —The household status, clear at a nce.


    Daisy fingered the jade around her wrist, somewhat preupied, halted at the maid’s words, looking up at them, "Hmm? Which bedroom was it delivered to?"


    "Of course, the young master’s bedroom!"


    "No." Daisy said, "I won’t sleep there. Please prepare another guest room for me, I’ll sleep elsewhere."


    "Err..." The maids, ttering misjudged, looked at each other wordlessly.


    Suddenly the nearby bedroom door opened, Edward Stephens appeared at the doorway drenched, wearing a bathrobe, standing tall, with short hair dripping wet, glimmering droplets trailing down his long neck disappearing below.


    Seeing people at the door, he squinted, asked: "What are you doing?"


    "Err..."


    The maids dared not say Daisy wanted separate rooms, stammered incoherently, not daring to meet Edward Stephens’ gaze.


    Edward Stephens furrowed his brow, wondering what shenanigans his family was up to, when Daisy quietly stomped the floor, raising her voice lightly, "Hurry up!"


    At hermand, they relievedly rushed away.


    Once they were gone, Daisy turned away, lowered her head, removing the bracelet, handing it to Edward Stephens.


    She didn’t look at him, said ndly, "I appreciate your mom’s kindness, but this bracelet is too valuable, I can’t ept it."


    Edward Stephens nced at her, said calmly, "This is passed from our family to the daughter-inw. Since she gave it to you, you should keep it."


    She was right, it truly is a family heirloom, even more reason not to ept.


    Daisy said, "Its significance is too profound, I’m afraid I’ll break it, you return it to her."


    Edward Stephens eyed her, asked, "Are you afraid of breaking it, or just don’t want it?"


    Daisy slowly raised her head, met the deep browed gaze of the man before her, only nced at him briefly then retracted her gaze.


    She took back her hand, said "Oh," ndly, "Then I’ll keep it for you."


    After that, she pursed her lips briefly, seeming to find it dull, said no more, walked ahead slowly.


    Edward Stephens stood there, watching Daisy’s figure disappear around the corner, re-entered his bedroom, seeingid beside his sleepwear was a set ofdies’ silk pajamas, took it up, slightly furrowed his brow.


    ...


    On a silent night, Daisy had just finished bathing, she opened herptop, leaning at the bedside began handling umted files; not far away in the adjacent room, a lighter "click" lit a me, fire licking at a cigarette, Edward Stephens leaned on the windowsill, calmly gazing at the night sky, quietly smoking an entire cigarette alone.