Chapter 2 Timid, Dull, Easy to Manipulate

"Here we are."

Leilani folded the seat and pointed to a luxurious villa outside, "This is your grandfather's house."

She said so proudly as if she were the owner.

Hailey put away her phone, opened the car door, hoisted her bag onto her shoulder, and got off tactfully.

She looked at the old villa. Before coming here, she had done her research.

The Andersons moved into this house 20 years ago. Until now, the owner of the property was still Melody.

Just then, a fiery Porsche dashed over and pulled off at the gate.

The window at the driver's seat rolled down, revealing a pretty face.

"The young lady is back." Leilani put on a respectful face and went up.

Eliza, the young lady of the Anderson Family, took a glance at Hailey. In a white T-shirt and jeans, the girl looked prim. "So, it is her?" She curled up her lips to sneer.

"Yes, she is your cousin." Leilani nodded.

"Heh, my cousin is the young lady of the Torres Family and not a hick." Eliza rolled her eyes.

"Miss, you're right. When I went there, she was digging the mud to catch crabs. Even beggars in Sea City are cleaner than her. Unable to bear the dirty scene, I bought a 20-yuan T-shirt for her and tidied her up."

Before Leilani could continue with more flattery, the car window had been rolled up. Eliza stepped on the accelerator and drove to the garage.

Leilani inhaled the gas and felt displeased. Turning to the dull girl, she reprimanded, "Are you dumb? Don't you know basic etiquette? She is your cousin."

Seemingly frightened, Hailey hung her head and rubbed her hands uneasily.

"What are you waiting for? Go in there and greet the seniors."

The maid dragged her towards the door and gave her a pinch on her arm.

Keeping her head low, Hailey pursed her lips. A flicker of coldness flashed across her eyes.

They entered the house and reached the main hall.

A servant went upstairs to report. After around ten minutes, a middle-aged woman with black curls came down the second floor. In an emerald silk dress, she wore fine makeup and held a handbag. Seemingly, she was going out.

"Hailey? You are so pretty. Oh, you may not know me. I'm your aunt." Amaya Gray showed an amiable smile on her well-maintained face, but her eyes were thick with contempt.

"Your grandfather and uncle have gone to the office. They will be back in the afternoon."

Amaya came downstairs, walked up, and froze. This girl had Melody's eyes.

"My dear girl, you must have been through a lot of hardships in the countryside. We're so happy to have you back. From now on, this is your home."

"Thank you, auntie." Hailey bowed her head and responded in a faint voice.

Amaya finally rested her mind at ease. Thankfully, this girl was timid, dull, and easy to manipulate.

Just then, Eliza came in on her high heels after parking her car.

"Eliza, come and meet Hailey. She is the daughter of your aunt." Amaya introduced her immediately.

Her nose in the air, Eliza took a condescending look at Hailey.

"I'm tired and going for a nap." Eliza flung her head and went upstairs. Yesterday, she went to celebrate her friend's birthday and stayed up.

"Eliza, have your lunch before your nap. I've asked the chef to stew bird's nest soup for you."

"Alright, stop nagging."

Amaya looked upstairs lovingly and soon heard a slam of the door.

She turned back and continued with a bland tone, "You must be tired from the trip. Go take a rest; I've had your room ready."

Without waiting for Hailey's reply, she called over a maid.

"Show her the room."

Amaya then went out. There was a card game waiting for her, and she didn't want to be late.