Sein merely shot a glance at the noblewoman, showing no signs of respect for the woman who was supposed to be his “stepmother”.1

His attention remained fixed on the large portrait in front of him.0

As his finger traced the intricate patterns of the metallic frame, it felt as though he were forging a connection with the memory of his mother.0

The noblewoman was infuriated by John and Regnar’s silence, as well as Sein’s disregard.0

What infuriated her even more was the painting that occupied the entire wall in front of her.0

She had lost count of the times she had expressed her wish to have that huge painting of the late countess to be removed in the past.0

Yet, every time she broached the subject, her...3