Chapter 821

Joanna Sterling was utterly shattered.

She ignored everyone.

Returning to the Valentine residence, she went straight into her small Sterlingny's room.

Even though her identity as "Scarlett King" was exposed, she received no special treatment at the Valentines.

In fact, she was treated worse than Natalie Castillo.

Natalie Castillo stayed in Spencer Valentine's room.

Spencer, that pure-hearted young man, willingly moved to a guest room.

Joanna lay on her bed.

She felt like crying, but no tears came.

That "Clownfish" drove her away just to assert domiSterlingce?

So, as long as she left, it was fine?

And she could go back if she wanted?

All these years, Joanna had missed her friends in Aldoria.

But she never dared to return.

Afraid of dragging them into trouble.

In the end, she turned out to be the joke.

That Clownfish.

She was furious.

Absolutely livid.

She pounded her pillow viciously.

Treating it as Clownfish.

Occasional wails could still be heard from the living room.

Natalie Castillo glanced at Evelyn Ross, who was facing her computer.

"Should we go comfort her wounded soul?"

Evelyn Ross glanced at Preston Valentine standing outside Joanna's door.

"No need."

"Fifth Brother is right there, isn't he?"

Natalie Castillo pouted.

"But he doesn't dare go in."

"I bet anyone who goes in right now will be in for it."

Evelyn Ross said calmly.

"Didn't you see the look in Joanna's eyes just now?"

"It looked like she wanted to kill someone."

Natalie Castillo couldn't help but laugh.

Schadenfreude.

But after a moment's thought, she felt a pang of sympathy.

She grabbed some sunflower seeds and started cracking them.

"If it were me, I'd probably explode too."

"This Clownfish, she's all grown up now."

"How is she still the same as when she was little?"

"Loves to mess with people!"

Evelyn Ross looked at her.

"What does Clownfish actually look like?"

"No idea."

Natalie Castillo shook her head.

"Who can tell what a three-year-old will look like grown up?"

"A girl changes so much."

Evelyn Ross found that reasonable.

But she needed more information about Clownfish now.

After all, Clownfish was a threat.

They had received intel.

Clownfish was in New York.

She couldn't help but ask again.

"Then tell me about your time in kindergarten."

"Anything you remember?"

Natalie Castillo pursed her lips.

"We actually didn't know who each other's parents were."

"But Clownfish's parents seemed a bit... unhinged."

"She never wanted to go home after school."

"And her personality was weird."

"She never played with us."

"Never napped with us."

"Didn't even bathe with us."

"Extremely solitary."

"She also liked to bring lots of bugs to school."

"Sometimes she'd put them in Grace's backpack."

"Trying to scare Grace."

"I remember one time."

"She put a mouse in Grace's backpack."

Evelyn Ross pressed.

"And then?"

Natalie Castillo said.

"Then Grace fainted from fright."

"Someone like Grace, timid as a rabbit."

"Of course she'd be scared to death."

This person was mischievous.

Her thought process was different from normal kids.

Evelyn Ross summarized.

She continued asking.

"...Anything else?"

Natalie Castillo thought for a moment.

"Actually, I don't remember much."

"It was so long ago."

"Even with the Sterling Family's exceptional memory."

"We don't recall that many details."

Evelyn Ross nodded.

That was true.

People tend to remember the hurts they suffered.

Things that happened to others are often forgotten.

Especially before the age of three.

But Clownfish's personality was truly twisted.

Evelyn Ross rested her chin on her hand.

"Do you think she would side with me?"

"No."

Natalie Castillo was very certain.

"Don't even think about it."

"She's too proud."

"And it's an arrogant, condescending pride."

"She would never submit to anyone."

Evelyn Ross pressed her lips together.

"How long until the next time the Sterling Family opens its doors?"

The Sterling Family opened its doors every three months.

Those who wanted to go home could submit an application.

Evelyn Ross had been waiting to return and find Sophia Ashcroft.

To probe the mysteries of that enigmatic Sterling Family.

Natalie Castillo said.

"Twenty more days."

Evelyn Ross nodded.

She felt a sense of urgency.

She wasn't interested in being the Sterling Family heir.

But to rescue her mother.

She had to go see for herself.

And after all this time.

She was genuinely curious about the Sterling Family.

What exactly was the Sterling Family?

Were their prophecies real or fake?

Were they dabbling in the occult, or something else?

After all, ghosts and gods couldn't possibly be real in this world.

...Right?