Their attitudes were truly strange. Not only was the banquet Sophia had arranged filled with people whose reactions toward her were oddly unsettling,
it was as if everyone were secretly trying to verify whether she was really Aurora.
Why would they all doubt her identity?
Marcus walked just behind her, following as they headed back.
As they were walking, suddenly—
"Ouch, that hurts."
Aurora twisted her ankle. Marcus immediately stepped forward. "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? Let me take a look."
He crouched down and was about to hold her ankle, but Aurora reacted quickly and shrank back. "I'm fine. You don't need to worry. Let's go back quickly—they're still waiting for us."
"…Alright."
He answered in a low voice, and the two of them continued toward the banquet hall.
Sophia saw her return and went up, affectionately holding her hand. "Mom. Uncle Gordon."
"Sophia, my matter has been settled. My final wish has also been fulfilled."
