Chapter 73 Sending Birthday Gifts

The door opened, and Isabella, sitting on the sofa, eating preserved plums and watching a movie, looked up. Seeing Mary, she didn't show any extra expression or call out to her. Mary felt awkward and uneasy, so she looked at Vincent. Vincent was sitting at the desk working. When he saw her, he just glanced at her lightly, making Mary even more uncertain. "Isabella." Mary still chose to greet Isabella first. Although she wasn't close to her daughter, she had raised her, so she shouldn't be afraid of her. Unlike Vincent, even though she was now Vincent's elder, just one cold look from him could make her tremble with fear. Isabella, with a plum in her mouth, mumbled a response without calling her. In the past, no matter what Mary did, she would fantasize, hoping to get closer to her and hoping Mary would care about her as she cared about Angel. But since that time with White, she had given up completely. If she hadn't run away that night, her whole life would have bee