"M-Ms. Kinsey, pleasee this way," the maid said.


    "Alright," N replied.


    As they walked to the living room, the maid couldn''t help but nce at N from the corner of her eye, filled with disbelief and awe.


    Was this really the same Ms. Kinsey as before?


    Her face hadn''t changed much, yet after the makeover, she looked as if she could pass for a celebrity on TV.


    The maid was certain that the moment N made her entrance, she would cause quite a stir. Even the widely praised Delia would pale inparison.


    N, seemingly oblivious to the maid''s scrutiny, followed her in silence.


    A few minutester, they entered the living room.


    As soon as they stepped inside, the maid noticed more and more eyes turning their way. No, to be precise-all eyes were on N.


    She walked past without sparing anyone a nce, calmly following the maid to where Emerald stood.


    Emerald was slightly taken aback at the sight of N, aplex expression crossing her face. Though she didn''t want to admit it, she had to acknowledge that, of all her children, N resembled her the most when she was young.


    Delia and Brian had inherited Edward''s deep-set features, with only faint traces of her likeness in their brows and eyes.


    Suppressing her tangled emotions, Emerald lowered her voice and warned, "Everyone here tonight is a big shot. You''d better not cause any trouble. If you do, I won''t spare either Damon or Buddy."


    N''s expression remained calm. "I understand."


    Seeing that N was behaving, Emerald rxed slightly. She smiled and gently tucked a lock of N''s hair behind her ear, guiding her to face the guests in the living room.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for taking the time to attend my daughter''s banquet," Emerald announced with a gracious smile.


    "I left her when she was very young, and not being able to raise her has always been a regret of mine. But perhaps the Almighty has heard my plea and now she has returned to my side From now on, our family is finallyplete."


    She paused, then added, "As a form ofpensation, I n to make her the Nixons'' sessor. I hope everyone will take good care of her in the future."


    A round of enthusiastic apuse erupted from the crowd.


    N''s expression remained cold, not a trace of joy on her face.


    From this night onward, she would be a target—a thorn in many people''s sides.


    However, Emerald had better keep


    her promise and grant her real


    Ine


    power within the Nixon family.


    har


    Otherwise, no matter how nice her


    words sounded no one would


    believe them.


    After her announcement, Emerald began introducing N to the guests, leading her through the crowd and presenting her to numerous important figures.


    During these introductions, some asked when she nned to formally hand over leadership of the family to N.


    Emerald responded with a pleasant smile, saying there was no rush. For now, N would familiarize herself. e herself


    with the family''s businesses, and the transition would happen gradually over time.


    After over an hour of being paraded around, N was finally let off the hook.


    Exhausted, she felt her smile starting to stiffen.


    With a small nod, she turned and walked away, searching for a quiet ce to rest.


    She found a secluded corner and was about to sit down when a cold voice interrupted her. "N, don''t get too cocky. I will never let you inherit the Nixons!"


    N turned around, her expression unreadable.


    "Alright, I''ll wait for you to inherit it then," she replied indifferently.


    Delia''s face darkened, anger shing in her eyes. "Mom doesn''t love you! She''ll never pass the Nixons to you!"