EPILOGUE

FIFTEEN YEARS LATER…..

“Luna Alessandra, your younger daughter is really short-tempered.” Luna Alice came to Alessandra to complain about her younger daughter. Elsa Valencia Russo.

Alessandra laughed a little. “I'm glad you haven't met the elder one.”

“Seriously, Luna Alessandra! My daughter just said that your elder daughter is very arrogant and she just slapped across her face in front of all the guests. You need to educate your daughters. They are really unfilial.” Alessandra’s blood boiled as she questioned her upbringing.

“Luna Alice, you can't put your finger on my upbringing. I have raised them with ethics and morals. They might be arrogant, rude, or even short-tempered, but they will never mess with you if you don't piss them off. Your daughter is not a saint, Luna Alice. You just can't hide your daughter’s side of the story. She must have crossed her line that's why she taught her a lesson only. I think you should educate your daughter.” Saying that she walked away from there