Chapter 1907

Mrs. Kidd froze for a second, but her smile returned just as quickly. She took the fresh waffle fries from Jane, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, in that case, why don't you go upstairs and get yourself cleaned up? Look at you, all messy. With that flour on your face, anyone would think you'd just escaped a disaster."

Jane pouted and clung to her grandmother's arm. “Grandma, you can't say that! I got like this making snacks for Fiona. Besides, Fiona would never think I look bad."

Honestly, Mrs. Kidd wasn't wrong. Jane smelled like grease from head to toe. She definitely needed a change of clothes.

her stepmom and Carson were still

Just as she stood up, Jane remembered standing outside, bawling like the world was ending.

The crying outside only got louder, and Jane finally snapped. She yelled toward the door, “What are you crying about? If you want to die, go do it somewhere else! Don't bring your drama in here first thing in the morning. Can you stop already?"

Mrs. Kidd took Jane's hand, her tone turning serious. "Jane, you're the Kidd family's pride. Our future depends on you. Once your father's verdict comes down, send those two to the family chapel. As the Kidd family's heir, don't get involved with them. Their status isn't even worth your time, let alone your anger."

Still, Jane couldn't shake her irritation.

Fiona would be arriving any minute, and if she saw those two, it would definitely ruin the mood.

Fuming, Jane dropped onto the couch beside her grandmother, her face clouded over.

"Grandma, you have no idea how gross they are. Carson didn't come home all night-who knows where he was messing around. Now he's collapsed outside, and get this-he's missing a finger. It's honestly disgusting."

Mrs. Kidd, ever composed, immediately caught on and frowned. "What

happened? How did he lose a finger just like that?"

"Who knows? Maybe he got into trouble and someone chopped it off, or maybe he

was drunk and did it to himself. Who knows what he was up to!"

"Jane, have the staff bring them in. I want to see for myself. This is the Kidd

family's business-don't lose your temper over it.”

Jane rolled her eyes and called out to the maids, "Well? Go bring those two embarrassments inside already."

Mrs. Kidd tugged gently on Jane's sleeve, giving her a little shake of the head. Jane was good at so many things, but patience just wasn't one of them. She could never hold back when she was upset.

Soon, Carson and his mother were brought into the living room. Carson collapsed

on the floor, shivering in pain, while his mom cried her eyes out.

"Enough with the tears—just talk! What happened to your finger?" Jane shot them a look of pure annoyance.

If Grandma hadn't insisted she stay, Jane wouldn't have even bothered with them. They were both so shameless.

Carson clamped his mouth shut. He

knew nothing good would come from telling the truth-if he spoke up

now the Kidd family would probably cut him off for good.

So, he just kept quiet. Losing a finger or two wasn't the end of the world-he'd survive.

"I'm alright, Grandma. It was just an accident," Carson forced out, his voice shaking from the pain. When the staff dragged him in, his wound had opened up again, blood pouring out, his face turning paper-white. "Grandma, I'll go to the hospital and get it taken care of."