"Violet, why is that relative of yours back again?" Lorelei Howard asked with displeasure, her attitude no different from when she was downstairs.
"Mom, you're here." Violet Zimmerman stood up from the bench at the end of the bed and walked towards the sofa.
"Please sit, Robert just fell asleep."
"I'm asking you, why is that reckless relative of yours back again?" Lorelei Howard stood in the room, her face visibly displeased.
Violet Zimmerman pressed her lips together, "Mom, Lucy is still young and doesn't understand much. My third aunt will come to pick her up in a few days."
Lorelei Howard said seriously, "Violet, it's not that I'm unkind, the Lancaster Family isn't short of an extra bowl of rice. Keep an eye on your relative, and don't let her cause trouble everywhere."
"Got it, Mom. Daxton and I have agreed that while Lucy is here, she'll eat in her own room and won't disturb the family's guests."
