"Ms. Taylor is still asleep upstairs," Robert respectfully replied.
"Let her sleep a bit longer; children always need more rest.
"Bring that shameless woman here. I want to see what kind of remarkable person she is."
In front of Linda, I was always a well-behaved and considerate child. Whatever I wanted to do, I would ask her opinion first, except this time. Compared to the spoiled heirs of other wealthy families, I might have been a bit proud, but I was always seen as well-mannered and exceptional.
Over time, everyone in our circle knew I was a good child, always receiving praise for my family's good upbringing and my obedient nature.
The servants spread this reputation, and outsiders would often compliment me, wondering why their children couldn't be as easy to raise as me.
Linda would beam with pride, her smile never fading.
After my mother died in childbirth, Linda did consider having Michael remarry, but he was a rebellious type and didn't listen.