How is that possible?
Madam Martinez immediately drove away the whimsical thoughts in her mind, a sneer creasing her lips.
A worthless outcast dares to covet a noble position, it's only right that her pretentious mask be torn away today.
"This is your granddaughter, isn't it, sister-in-law? I'd heard rumours and now meeting her today, reminds me of your youthful charm. The ladies of Lostwa, who had your grace or your fortune?"
Having to spend your life as a widow, losing a daughter at a relatively young age, your son in his forties marrying a lowly actress as his wife, and your beloved granddaughter being an impostor, how could life be any good?
The more Madam Martinez thought about it, the more she wanted to laugh. And then she did indeed laugh out loud.
Even if Madam Aria were blind, she was well aware of her sarcasm.
"Unlike Madam Martinez, whose son and daughter-in-law left her early on, leaving you with a fake granddaughter." Madam Aria was also good at sarcastic retorts.