Sofia thoroughly enjoyed watching Ella lower her head before her.
This was the first time someone from such an old aristocratic family had bowed down to her!
She deliberately paused for a moment, savoring the tension in the air. Ella looked like she was about to slap herself just to break the silence. Only then did Sofia slowly speak up, "Veil, how about we just let this matter go? Auntie's fine, really. Be a good boy and let them off this time, will you?"
After all, the Hunt family held deep roots in Veyport City.
It was good enough to get the upper hand slightly—if she really pushed it too far, dealing with them later would become troublesome.
Veil yawned lazily and waved his hand dismissively. "Alright, if there's nothing else, you can scram now. But next time I hear you say anything bad about Auntie or Daisy, it won't be this simple to settle things."
"Yes, yes, of course! Thank you, Young Master Veil, for your generosity!"
