Jovana Shaw raised her innocent little face, even her eyes sparkled with starlight.
Aurelia Shaw slightly lifted her charming eyes, appearing gentle yet confused, but in Jovana Shaw's eyes, she saw a hint of coldness, "Hmm? What one million?"
Upon mentioning this, Balthazar Shaw spoke up, "Little Jovana said you took one million from her? Facing some difficulties recently? You can talk to Dad, you're still young, and might not know how to handle some things. Dad might have more experience and connections."
Aurelia's exquisite eyes showed confusion, "Eh? When did I take one million from Little Jovana? Dad, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Clara Philips glared at Aurelia in her heart, that one million was her heart's treasure! On the surface, however, she maintained a smile of a loving mother, "Aurelia, if you encounter anything unavoidable, just tell us directly. Your dad will certainly help you. You shouldn't be embarrassed to tell us these things. I heard you went to a bar the other day..."
Such words could easily lead one astray, but Clara did not continue.
"A girl should maintain her dignity, some things must not be touched, and some people should not be associated with."
"Oh?" Aurelia lifted the corner of her eyes, her charming eyes wild and carefree, as if she truly didn't understand the implication of her words, "Which people are you saying I shouldn't associate with?"
"Those street thugs who idle about all day, and those in such professions, always fighting and killing. How can a girl associate with them? If you catch something, you'll regret it," Clara said with a pained expression, truly looking like a mother admonishing her child.
Aurelia's eyes flickered with cold light, was Clara intending to solidify the false charges against her?
She thought there were some new tricks, but it was still just splashing some dirty water on her; Aurelia suddenly found it a bit boring.
"Hmm, there's some truth in that," she responded calmly, her voice light and steady as if discussing something unrelated to herself.
Balthazar Shaw saw Aurelia's reaction, then glanced at Clara and Jovana, and the balance in his heart slightly tilted towards Aurelia.
What father would believe his daughter capable of such things?
Although Aurelia had done many reckless and rebellious things over the years, Balthazar still didn't believe she would turn out .
Aurelia spoke again, still in a calm tone, "Since you understand these principles, why let Jovana do such things?"
Clara and Jovana exchanged a glance, not understanding what Aurelia meant. Clara's mind raced as she frowned and questioned in a serious tone, "Aurelia, you can't blame Little Jovana for your mistakes. Even if you confess these things, your father and I won't blame you. But that one million is something Jovana borrowed from a friend. Do you expect a high school student to carry such a huge debt? How will her classmates and friends view her in the future?"
So now she just lets things be?
Clara was truly adept at twisting concepts, pretending to be a loving mother on the outside, but every word was defending her own precious daughter.
Long ago, upon learning about those things, she hadn't completely dismissed the idea of accepting Clara. After all, her mother's death was an accident, and she couldn't entirely blame her father.
However, perhaps it was an instinct; this woman was smiling at her on the surface, but she felt no warmth from her, so gradually she left this home.