Chapter 1194: Some people are born natural
Explosion after an explosion was heard all across the large island where the Oxley Family was situated. Each indicated a misstep, resulting in the deaths of tens or dozens of people. And while this was going on, Florence listened to a classical piece from her favorite musician.
Her lips were hooked up into a satisfied smile, eyes shut while enjoying the music. Slowly, her eyes cracked open. She slowly gazed up and her eyes landed on the family portrait hung above the fireplace.
In the photo was a man and a woman, an elderly man, and then two little girls almost identical to each other. The calm flames in the fireplace flickered on her beautifully sculpted face while the crackles of the wood synchronized with the violin playing in the background.
"Felice Oxley..." she whispered, staring at the little girl in the portrait, who was smiling from ear to ear. Although both girls resembled each other, that smile made a huge difference. "You should’ve taken my word seriously."
A glint flickered across her eyes, reminded of a distant and bitter memory of the past.
The Oxley Family had a strict tradition in hierarchy which was rooted back from the days of yore. In their family, the first-born male child would automatically become the first candidate for the head of the family. This could be challenged, but never in the history of the family that a woman becomes the head of the family.
However, things became complicated when the previous head met with a deadly disease. There was a cure, but it involved him risking not being able to produce another child. Between having more children or his life, the late master chose the latter. This explains why the late master treated his little girls with such strict rules and disciplined them to the point of abuse.
Felice didn’t like it.
She didn’t like how even her breathing was being controlled and monitored. She loathed all the endless training they had to go through from a young age. Above all, she hated the fact that even her marriage was something she couldn’t have a word of.