While everyone at the First Wharf was up to their ears at work, the Larson residence was just as chaotic.
“Who are you to kick me out?”
Cecilia stared at the housekeeper with her bloodshot eyes. Her disheveled hair made her look like a ghost.
The housekeeper gave her an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Greene. Mr. Larson said the Larsons will not take in any member of the Greene family. You should return to the Greene residence if you need a place to stay. Even though Mr. Greene is now in trouble, I’m sure there are relatives who could take care of you.”
A vortex of anger swirled inside Cecilia, and she could not stop shaking. “I have nothing to do with the Greenes. I belong to the Larson family!”
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