Giselle spun around to find Mrs. York looming at the threshold, flanked by a posse of onlookers.

Clad in a shimmering gold dress designed for the runway, Mrs. York's figure was undeniably striking. However, her eyes, always tilted downward at a disdainful forty-five-degree angle, marred her elegance.

A cameraman captured every moment, his lens focused intently on the drama unfolding.

Unfazed, Giselle continued to dress Nathan’s wounds.

Seemingly irked by Giselle's ...