Chapter 2050

At the Smith residence, Meredith arrived with Dahlia in tow, chatting and laughing with Cecilia.

Barely past her first birthday, Dahlia already sensed adult moods. She toddled over with a slice of fruit, offering it to Cecilia in hopes of earning a smile.

Meredith’s sigh slipped out. “A child this tiny shouldn’t have to be so considerate. It breaks my heart.”

“Yes,” Cecilia murmured.

Cecilia, too, found the girl pitiful.

What baffled her most was how Cassandra-Dahlia’s own mother-could be so cold to the child.

After playing for a while, Dahlia grew drowsy, climbed onto a velvet chaise, and drifted into sleep without a fuss.