Chapter 295.2
“Your father is just entertaining a guest,” Dana told her. “Enoch and Arthur aren’t home, you see.”
“Everyone’s busy then?”
“Why? Do you need to talk to them?”
“No.” Eugene shook her head. “It just feels like my brothers are never home. I almost never see them.”
Her mother smiled. “They’re just busy with work,” she said. “They know I won’t let them inherit anything if they’re lazy.”
She knew that Dana wasn’t just saying that. She would follow through with whatever she decided and there was no way to change her mind. Eugene found that she was much harder on her brothers; it was probably why they never seemed to interject when she was speaking.
“I got your flowers today,” she told her mother. She knew that it wasn’t Dana that sent her flowers, but she said that anyway.
“What flowers?”
“A bunch of dried flowers came today. The servants said they came from the Arse mansion. Could father have sent it, then? Or my brothers?”