Blare's heart jumped from shock. Hearing the voice speak was too sudden.

'Lilith?'

She mentioned the name of the original owner of the body many times mentally but received no answer.

Blare bit her lower lip in confusion.

'Have I triggered something?... But she never stated any wish which means that...'

Her thought was cut off when she looked at Harold that was glaring at her.

She instinctively lowered her head and gripped on her dress.

'Why are you (Lilith) so scared? Why do you care about the father you haven't seen for almost seven years?'

Her confusion grew and grew. Blare just couldn't understand why Lilith held so much emotion to the father that she stopped talking to years ago.

Unexpectedly, Harry walked towards Blare and mumbled in a guilty tone, "I'm sorry sister"

It was so genuine that Blare wanted to applaud for the man's acting skills.

"Good thing you know you're wrong" she blurted out. There was no way she's apologizing, even if its fake.

"Lilith!"

Harold's angry call made Blare shook involuntarily. She bit her lower lip, feeling wronged and hateful.

Blare then recalled her own father, addressing him as papa. She remembered how her papa's patience is as vast as the sea. He will talk calmly while lecturing them. Even so, Blare and her little sisters were obedient even if they were only disciplined through words.

After all, no one wants to anger a calm man.

Blare unintentionally compared her papa and Lilith's father.

The comparison then turned to the exchange of circumstances.

'What if my papa treated me unfairly like how Harold treated Lilith?'

The saying, "putting oneself in another's shoes" will pave the way in understanding the situation of others.

And Blare understood. The previous question made her feel wronged and dreadful. If she were treated that way, she would surely hate her papa. However, longing for her papa's affection will still linger.

Blare realized that Lilith Winterburn was a martyr to her family. Particularly, to her father.

'If I were Lilith, I would also long for my papa's love... Even if I were treated unfairly at the beginning.'

Blare also became aware of why she felt almost nothing to Aiken. The emotions are there, but it was not as strong as what she's feeling at the moment.

'She craved for her family's love so much that she endured all the mental pain in the Winterburn mansion for 18 years. While Aiken turned into another hope, another route, and another chance of receiving love.' Blare thought as her eyes widened. Especially at the last speculation.

'Has Lilith truly love Aiken?'

Her expression was seen as guilt by Harold. He thought that his daughter purposely humiliated his wife and son.

"Lilith... After all that your mother and brother have done for you, you're going to humiliate them like this?" Harold glared at Blare who trembled in response.

She quickly replaces her nervousness into a state of serenity. Then looked up to Harold, "You never even ask why they were humiliated."

Her straight tone made Harold froze.

"Are you going to lie again?" Harold gritted his teeth in anger. But Blare remained indifferent.

Showing apathy on the outside. While she just wanted to run away on the inside.

"As you've always said... But I'm sure Mr. LeCoultre and these esteemed people are not a liar." Blare regretted pulling Ace into her problems, but she needed him to shake Harold off.

Blare can't endure the mental pain that she's receiving.

Without an ounce of respect, Ace said, "Mr. Harold, it was a shame that your dearest son tried to hurt my employee." his eyes glint to Harold.

The Winterburn family was already aware that Blare was working at Ace's company. While the others who just got informed either became more interested or breathe a sigh of relief.

Harold - who was calm at Ace's first warning - flinched. He looked at his son who paled in Ace's words. Then to his wife who can no longer hide her guilty expression.

Once more, he looked at Blare who was no longer looking at him. With her indifferent eyes and serene state, Blare looked untouchable.

Someone clink a glass with a spoon and everyone in the hall looked at the man who made the sound. It was the man who made the gala for the tycoons every year, a man in his 60s who resembled Ace Jaeger LeCoultre.

It was his father, Aaron Jaeger LeCoultre.

If Ace means number one, Aaron means mountain of strength. Their names were rightfully placed since the LeCoultre family remained the strongest and would always put greedy businessmen into their place.

They were in control of the business world. So, even if the Charleston family were almost at their level, they would still be below the LeCoultre family.

Then, a woman stood by Aaron's side who possess red hair and elegant aura. She was the red-haired woman whose beauty exceeded Matilda.

Blare retracted her earlier praise to Matilda.

'Matilda dimmed as a rose with thorns. While that miss rules the red |×|wisteria flowers in the middle of the spring season.'

She quickly realized that it was the same woman who assisted Blare at the clothing store, named "Maribella". The red hair stands out after all.

Blare froze when the red-haired woman looks at her direction and smiled sweetly. Then the woman looked around and said, "Everyone! My husband and I thank you all for coming to tonight's gala. Let us indulge ourselves and get to know each other more!"

Blare's serene expression broke for a second at her mentioning husband. She then looks at Ace who was also looking at her. Before she could speak, the red-haired woman continues to talk.

"Violence in this party is certainly not allowed. Anyone who tries to act like a barbarian will be kicked out immediately! That's all, enjoy yourselves." the red-haired woman added with glee but her eyes dim when she looked at Harry Winterburn.