Mirabe''s lips curled into a slight smirk as she nced coolly at Jules. "Apologize to whom?"


    Her gaze didn''t carry any real threat, yet Jules felt an inexplicable shiver run down his spine, stronger than when he faced an enraged Austin. Startled by his own reaction, Jules furrowed his brows. Was he really this rattled by a young girl''s stare?


    Regaining hisposure, Jules repeated, "Your aunt."


    "Oh." Mirabe flicked her fingers in the air casually. "So, you''re asking me to apologize to someone who''s as good as dead?"


    Not only did she refuse to acknowledge Kitty as her aunt, but she also likened her to a corpse. Jules shot a quick nce at Kitty, whose face had turnedpletely dark, and pressed his temples in silent frustration. Miss Mira was truly stepping out of bounds, speaking without a care for her precarious situation.


    Jules shook his head, deciding not to push the matter further. If some folks were ungrateful, why should he waste his breath?


    Kitty eyed Mirabe coldly, thinking how the apple doesn''t fall far from the tree. Such sharp, irritating wit. Taking a deep breath, Kitty skipped the pleasantries: "You have five days to leave Prestige College and go back to wherever you came from."


    Mirabe''s face lit up with amusement. "Oh, and why is that?"


    Stepping closer, Kitty''s gaze turned icy. "Of all people, you had to mess with my daughter. You''ve brought this on yourself."


    Mirabe feigned cleaning out her ear. "Your daughter?"


    Kitty scoffed at Mirabe''s apparent ignorance. "Remember, you''ve got five days.


    If I find you at Prestige College after that, don''t me me for being ruthless."


    Pausing, Kitty''s voice grew even sharper: "Don''t doubt what I say. I have the means to make sure you''re unwee not just in Riverdale, but that your family can''t stand in Ashford either."


    The ke family''s reach was vast, not to mention the Cunninghams, who had assets nationwide and countless connections. Dealing with an ordinary family was as easy as squashing a bug.


    Mirabe stayed calm, pondering for a moment before pulling out her phone to dial a number. Kitty assumed she was calling Delh to whine and scoffed at the childish tactic. After all, she herself was a living example of being cast out and forever unwee in the Cunningham family.


    The call connected quickly.


    "Miss Mira, what can I do for you?" Grady''s voice came through, surprised yet pleased.


    This was the first time Miss Mira had called him directly.


    Without avoiding Kitty, Mirabe addressed Grady and asked, with a touch of mncholy, "By the way, Uncle, someone wants to make the Davis family unwee in Ashford. What are your thoughts on that?"


    Hearing Mirabe''s words, especially the mention of ''the Davis family,'' Kitty found it almostughable, as if they were some major dynasty.