At first, she had tried throwing tantrums, smashing things, and even going on a hunger strike to protest. But Gloria didn’t buy it at all, coldly dropping a single sentence: “If you want to starve to death, be my guest.”
In that moment, Tamara finally realized that in Gloria’s heart, she was no longer the cherished Sloan heiress. She was the enemy who had destroyed her daughter’s life.
Tamara quickly adjusted her strategy. From then on, she didn’t cry, didn’t fuss, and didn’t argue. She ate her meals on time, read quietly in her room, and even actively helped the maids tidy up. For a full week, she truly stayed inside her room, never stepping a foot outside.
Gloria had initially been on guard against any schemes, but after seeing her behave for several days straight, her attitude softened slightly.
...
That evening, Zadie personally visited the Sherwood residence.
As soon as Gloria opened the door, she saw the smile plastered on Zadie’s face and the expensive gifts in her hands.
“Gloria, it’s been a while.”
Gloria stepped aside with a cold expression to let Zadie in. Gone was her usual warmth; the way she looked at Zadie was exceptionally frosty. “Shouldn’t you be with Hackett handling the mess your wonderful daughter created? What are you doing here?”
Zadie could tell Gloria’s attitude had changed. They had been good friends for years. After Tamara and Milford got engaged, the Sloans and Sherwoods had become even closer. Every time Zadie visited, Gloria had treated her with enthusiasm. She had never been treated like this before...
It seemed Gloria really had been heartbroken by the events of the wedding day.
Thinking this, Zadie felt a twinge of discomfort. She apologized to Gloria with a remorseful look.

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