Chapter 50

Lillian's perspective.

Mechanically, I walked to my own seat and sat down.

Meylani had also recovered her usual seriousness. She looked around at everyone and said, "Today, I'll repeat myself here: The prayer room of the Amus family is the house of the divine artifacts of our ancestors. It is sacred and it is inviolable. Whoever dares to trespass in the future will risk my wrath. Am I clear?"

"Yes." The room echoed with replies.

Ismail set down his knife and fork, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and sneered, "Mother, here I was, thinking you would finally kick her out and find me a new wife."

Meylani gave him a sidelong glance, avoiding his glare that was shot straight at her. After clearing her throat, she said, "The ring is in her hands. Consider it her luck. However, if she does it again, I will definitely not let her off just because of a ring."

The latter part of the sentence was for my ears.

I lowered my head. "I understand."

However, in my heart, I secretly gritte