"Ahem."
A light cough came from the doorway.
Edward Stephens was ready to reprimand Daisy Ginger with a stern expression, but when he turned his head, he saw his mother standing at the door. Her face was smeared with some unknown product Daisy had brought from who knows where, making her face dark and pitch-black. Yet her eyes were brightly fixed on the two of them, filled with a voracious appetite for gossip.
She covered her mouth, glanced at Daisy, and then at him. She laughed and backed away, saying, "Daisy, carry on, Auntie's going upstairs to apply another face mask, carry on, carry on."
"Mom!" Edward warned her, and Lady Stephens turned her head, squinting at him with her featureless face. She went upstairs in high spirits.
"..."
Edward, with a darkened face, glanced at Daisy. Maybe realizing she had really angered him, she now sat properly in the chair, propping her face and looking out the window, seemingly calm, pretending to sip coffee.
