“Dad.” Evelyn frowned, clearly disapproving of Elder Mr. Lancaster’s words. “Ivy isn’t that kind of person.”

Madam Lancaster was so furious she nearly exploded. “What kind of nonsense are you spewing? Anyone with eyes can see how well they get along. How could you twist it into mutual resentment?”

Sitting in the car, Madam Lancaster pointed a trembling finger at Elder Mr. Lancaster’s face. “Old man, explain yourself. Are you looking down on Ivy? ...