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Lucian didn't say a word.

He simply stood there, staring at her.

His expression was unreadable.

Olivia held his gaze, her chest rising and falling as she took a deep breath.

Her hand slowly lowered.

She didn't slap him.

But the hesitation in her eyes was clear.

From the side, Celestia stepped forward.

"It's alright, Aunt Olivia," she said softly, moving closer.

Olivia's fingers curled slightly, her breathing still tense.

Celestia's sharp eyes flicked between them, thoughts racing.

I can't say Olivia was wrong for her outburst.

But the fact that she controlled her anger instead of letting it explode

That only proves how much she cares.

This situation was delicate.

It needs to be handled carefully.

She made her decision.

Taking a deep breath, Celestia turned to Olivia.