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Katniss's eyes narrowed slightly. She was young, with a strong youthful aura on her face, but her smiling eyes were both arrogant and calm. She spoke lightly, "Just because someone cries doesn't mean they're the most wronged. This trick is quite useful, though. I saw Clara use it when I was little."

Suddenly, the glass door opened, and a strong wind blew in.

It lifted Katniss's fine strands of hair.

The next second, Katniss's face turned cold as she smashed the glass in her hand, shattering it into countless pieces on the ground.

Everyone was startled.

"Katniss, what are you doing?!"

Katniss's clear eyes were filled with sarcasm. "But I'm not a child anymore. Giving away my deceased grandmother's bracelet, who are you trying to disgust? If you're going to give it away, can't you be more careful? If you do something wrong, just saying 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean it' makes it okay? So if I slap you now and then say 'I'm sorry,' is that okay?"

What a show!

How could it be such a coincidence to give away Maximilian's biological mother's relic?

Being a mistress is disgusting enough, and now causing trouble here!

"A new daughter-in-law dares to slam the table and break dishes in front of elders. Maximilian, you better control your wife!" someone said sarcastically.noveldrama

Katniss looked up and retorted immediately, "Some elders should mind their own business."

Katniss had seen such biased scenes since she was a child and had lived through them for decades.

Now, she didn't even need to think to counter these people.

The person was so angry that they stood up abruptly, pointing a trembling finger at Katniss, trying to say something.

Maximilian raised his deep, calm eyes, stood up, and completely shielded Katniss with his body.

He was tall, with straight legs, and the light from the chandelier in the living room was almost blocked by him.

For a moment, the surroundings seemed a bit dim.

Gabriel and the others were stunned, clearly not expecting Maximilian to stand up.

Maximilian walked steadily towards them.

In everyone's eyes, he was like an elegant yet swift jaguar.

Gabriel nervously retreated, pointing at Maximilian, unable to speak.

"My mother was the mistress of the Boleyn family when she was alive. After her death, my wife Katniss is the mistress of the Boleyn family. As long as I'm alive, this woman will never be the mistress of the Boleyn family and will never enter the Boleyn family."

Maximilian exuded an overwhelming aura, spitting out the next words with a dark contempt, "She will always be the mistress you keep in the suburbs."

"She can still walk into The Boleyn Manor intact; you should be grateful."

No one doubted the truth of his last sentence.

If Maximilian wanted, Emily would definitely not remain intact.

Desmond stood there with a furrowed brow, his body stiff, looking at his mother with a hidden and mocking gaze. His large hand clenched into a fist and then powerlessly released.

Clara, held in his arms, had a changing and ugly expression.

Emily was Desmond's biological mother, his mother-in-law.

Now, being scolded by Katniss and Maximilian, Desmond wouldn't let Clara speak, making her furious.

Katniss glanced at Desmond and Clara, naturally noticing his expression.

Then she lowered her eyes and chuckled, her clear brows showing a hint of indifference.

In her previous life, when she loved Desmond, she stood up for Emily. Natalie was dead; why hold onto that hatred?

Now, she had seen and learned more, tasting a different flavor.

They had driven Natalie to death, yet these people still wouldn't let Maximilian go.

If they truly cared, Emily shouldn't have appeared today. This act was just to disgust the living.

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Gabriel, being publicly defied by Maximilian, was utterly humiliated and trembling with anger. "You unfilial son, I am your father! Do you still remember that?"

"Do you remember that I am your father!"

Carlton put down his teacup, tea splashing, exuding an authoritative aura without anger. "Can't we have a proper family dinner? Father and son always at each other's throats, what does it look like?"

"Dad, why don't you look at this..."

"Enough! Sit down and behave." Carlton interrupted him, disappointed. "Katniss is right. If you had a bit of heart, this misunderstanding wouldn't have happened."

"Don't be so blinded that you can't see the situation clearly."

As he spoke, Carlton's gaze swept over Emily.

She shrank her shoulders, looking pitiful and weak.

"Dad, it's all my fault. Don't get angry and harm your health."

"If you know it's your fault, return the gift."

"Yes, yes." Emily nodded repeatedly.

Carlton looked at Maximilian, frowning, "You sit down too. Your leg just got better; don't make it worse."

"Alright. Today's matter is over. No one is to mention it again."

Maximilian sneered lightly, and under Gabriel's suppressed rage, he slowly sat back down.

Katniss helped Maximilian sit down, then discreetly placed her hand on his wrist to check his pulse.

She breathed a sigh of relief; his pulse was steady, no problem.

In the eyes of others, it naturally looked like a display of their deep affection.

Katniss's fingers were soft and gentle, and Maximilian's thin lips curved into a smile. He grabbed her right hand and slipped the bracelet onto it.

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Katniss widened her eyes, looking at him in confusion.

Then her left hand was adorned with the other bracelet.

The pair of sapphire bracelets on her slender wrists made her look even more beautiful and transparent.

Maximilian explained, "This pair of bracelets was specially prepared by my mother for my future wife. After she passed away, they were lost."

His eyes deepened, and his voice was calm, "Now that they've been found, only you deserve them."

Listening to his words, Katniss didn't know what to say for a moment.

Maximilian's words made it seem like he had forgotten they were a fake couple.

Shifting her gaze slightly, Katniss saw those people staring at them and smiled brightly, "Maximilian is right. I will take good care of the gift our mother left me."

"Good girl."

Maximilian raised his hand, smoothing her hair by her ear, his deep voice sexy and alluring.

A short-haired, elegantly dressed woman laughed, "Oh my, Maximilian really knows how to pamper his wife. Katniss, we're so envious of you."

Another plump woman chimed in, "We old ladies can't compare to Katniss."

Others echoed, "Katniss, come visit us often. You just married in, and we elders shouldn't neglect you."

"When you take over the Boleyn family's internal affairs, we aunts will fully support you and won't let you work too hard."

Katniss just smiled politely at these words. They were all hypocrites wearing masks.

There were certainly many among them who wanted Maximilian to step down.

While Katniss was surrounded by flattery, Clara's expression almost broke. She was seething with jealousy.

Stealing the spotlight at the engagement ceremony wasn't enough; now she shamelessly accepted the sapphire bracelets.

Clara could even feel the mocking gazes from the Boleyn family members.