Puddle of hopes and graveyard of dreams

"Greetings, Misses Lilly and Mister Harvy. I'm very glad that you guided me in my mistake, although I know what needs to be done and wouldn't require any assistance."

The whole room went silent at the weight of words. It was an extreme play of indirect words with direct meanings. Since no one dared to speak in front of Lily, the entire table of people gasped at the new fiancée's confidence.

"How rude." Lily glared at the bastard son and his woman. "As long as you aren't as dumb as this cheap, water-filled tea dear." Lily's eyes were hazy with anger while placing the teacup on the table with a 'thud.' The air had become chilly. She had never been so disrespected!

While the loom of tense air floated, the relatives were eagerly anticipating Orion's answer.