Chapter 329
Ann was truly excited.
She had to admit, Yara couldn’t have picked a better time to come thank her.
Tonight, the Gonzales family wasn’t just hosting Keira.
Several important guests were present as well.
After tonight, word of Ann’s good deeds would surely spread throughout the entire Capital.
The more Ann thought about it, the happier she became.
After the butler left, Keira asked curiously, “Ann, what’s Mrs. Somerset doing here at this hour p>
Ann glanced at Keira and shook her head. “I’m not entirely sure myself p>
As she spoke, Ann’s eyes briefly met Amanda’s across the room.
Amanda quickly chimed in, “Oh, Ann, didn’t you mention the other day that you did Mrs. Somerset a small favor? Maybe she’s here tonight to thank you in person p>
Amanda made a point of emphasizing “small favor p>
At Amanda’s words, Ann seemed to suddenly remember. “Oh, that? If you hadn’t brought it up, Mom, I’d have completely forgotten p>
Keira’s curiosity grew. “Ann, what did you do to help Mrs. Somerset? She must owe you quite a bit to show up this late just to thank you p>
It must have been something important.
After all, with a child at home, Yara would never come out so late unless it really mattered.
At this, Lolita and Arthur both turned their attention to Ann, their interest piqued. They had heard that the Gonzales family’s granddaughter was quite exceptional. Apparently, the rumors were true.
Ann tried to sound nonchalant. “Grandma, it really wasn’t anything worth mentioning. I can’t believe Mrs. Somerset would come all the way here at this hour—it makes me feel a bit undeserving p>
Tammie looked at Ann and said, “Ann, you’re being too modest. If it was truly nothing, would Mrs. Somerset have come all the way here in person, so late at night p>
She always knew when to be humble and when not to be.
That last bit was clearly a jab at Caitlin.
Caitlin, who couldn’t even paint with oils, had once claimed to be a grade-nine artist just to save face and feed her vanity.
That was something Ann could never do.
If Caitlin had done a good deed, she’d have bragged about it by now.
But Ann hadn’t.
Ann’s cheeks colored, and she laughed, “Tammie, you’re making me blush.” Just then, footsteps sounded in the hallway, followed by the butler’s voice.
“Mrs. Somerset, right this way p>
Ann’s excitement spiked.
She’s here, she’s finally here!
Yara was finally coming to thank her.
Ann jumped up from her seat, beaming at Yara as she entered. “Mrs. Somerset, it’s so late—you really didn’t have to trouble yourself to come all the way here. If you needed to talk, you could have just called p>
“Miss Templeton,” Yara looked up, revealing a face swollen and bruised, her
appearance a mess. “Come closer. I have something to say to you p>
Only now did Ann and the others see the injuries on Yara’s face.
Everyone was taken aback.
What on earth had happened to her?
Amanda quickly rose from her chair, worry etched in her voice. “Mrs. Somerset, what happened to you? Are you alright p>
“What happened? You have the nerve to ask me what happened?” Yara’s
composure snapped. She stormed up to Ann, grabbed her sleeve, and spat out, “Ann! You little witch! Murderer! You’re going to pay for what you’ve done p>
Pay for what she’d done?
What did she mean by that?
Ann never imagined things would take such a turn.