What they didn't know was that someone else had been listening. A red-haired girl was standing in the shadows at the end of the hallway, hidden by the dim light. It was none other than Aurora.
Her face was pale from her fever, and her body was weak, but her eyes were sharp as she heard every word that her brothers and sisters said inside the dining room.
She pressed a hand to the wall to steady herself. At first, she had only been curious about what her family was talking about, but as she listened, her expression turned gloomy.
"How dare Isabella and her family do this?" Aurora thought, her fingers clenching into a fist at her side. She had no doubt that the Hawthorne family was involved. After all, nobody else in the city had the power or influence to create so many problems for the Waters family in such a short time.
Yet, she also knew she could not just jump to conclusions.
