Isaac stood on the steps, stunned. Ebert, who stood next to his mother, was also shocked, as were the servants.
Wren covered her face, staring at Raelynn in terror and pointing at her. "Y-You... Raelynn, you hit me?"
"Wren, I treated you politely out of courtesy. But it doesn't mean I won't hit you. Tell me, who is the bastard?" Raelynn's cold gaze fixed on Wren.
Ebert gritted his teeth and was about to speak. But when he saw Raelynn's outraged expression, he swallowed his words.
"If my son is a bastard, does that mean I, the Zimmermans' daughter, is a big bastard? If I'm a big bastard, does that mean my father, your father-in-law, is an old bastard?"
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