Delphine saw Beatrice's expression and furrowed her brow slightly. Before she could say anything, Beatrice raised her voice and said, "Come to my room."
The tone was serious and solemn. Over the years, the mother-daughter bond had grown thin; Beatrice had always adopted a laissez-faire attitude toward her, pouring all her energy into Isaac Leclair.
Delphine followed Beatrice upstairs to the second floor and entered the room.
Beatrice hadn't moved into the main bedroom on the second floor; instead, she had her own room. With the door closed, she sternly asked, "What's going on between you and Ignatius Leclair? Did he coerce you, or were you shameless enough to seduce him?"
Delphine remained silent for several seconds, saying nothing.
Beatrice immediately slumped onto the sofa, her face turning pale green with anger. Her voice trembled as she grabbed Delphine and struck her several times, crying, "Why must we suffer such misfortune?"
