"Oh my little ancestor, keep your voice down, don’t let your dad hear!" Catherine Taylor hurried over and gave her daughter a slap.

Willow Lancaster sniffed defiantly and said, "So what if he hears? There’s no blood relation between me and Evander, liking him is normal!"

After Willow finished speaking, Catherine was so angry she gritted her teeth and raised her hand again, "You child! Do you want your mom to be kicked out?"

This time, Willow realized she almost caused trouble, quickly quieted down, glanced instinctively toward the door, and seeing no movement, she caught her mother’s raised hand, lowered it while chuckling, "Mom, I was just too excited, don’t blame me,"

"You!" Catherine poked her daughter’s forehead in frustration, then with a stern face, said harshly, "Today I’m telling you the ugly truth upfront, don’t go after your second brother anymore, unless you want your dad to find out your background and kick us both out!"

"Mom, why can’t I like my second brother," Willow shook her mother’s arm and asked with a troubled expression.

"You clearly know why yourself!" Leaving this remark behind, Catherine walked out of the room. Staring at the closed door, Willow angrily grabbed a throw pillow and tossed it over.

After Evander Lancaster left with Sophia Hamilton, a few aunts also returned to their places, leaving only Violet Zimmerman and Uncle Joseph Lancaster in the large living room. Even though there was no third party, Violet still called Joseph into her room.

"Joseph, what’s going on with Willow and Evander?"

Joseph sat on the sofa, sighed, and said, "What’s going on? She’s just jealous after seeing Evander bring back his girlfriend!"

Violet...

Baffled, she frowned, closed the door, then walked over to sit down, "Jealous? What is Willow jealous about?"

Joseph chuckled softly, "And you’re supposedly the Lady of the house, you can’t see something so obvious."

"Obvious? What?" Violet was even more confused; Willow and Evander are cousins, what could be going on between siblings?

"You see, you think in too simple terms!" Joseph said helplessly, "Willow likes Evander, any discerning person can see it!"

"Willow likes Evander?" Violet repeated skeptically as she looked at Joseph, her eyebrows furrowing even more tightly, "How is that possible? They’re brother and sister, how could that be!"

Violet hesitated, growing increasingly convinced it couldn’t be.

Joseph raised his phoenix-like eyes for an indifferent glance, somewhat resembling Evander’s usual playful demeanor, his lips curled with a hint of sarcasm, "Why couldn’t it be? Haven’t you noticed every time Evander returns, she sticks to him, and today, after seeing Evander affectionate with Sophia, she angrily walked away? Which sister would be unhappy because her brother brought home a girlfriend? Which family’s sister would be jealous of her brother’s girlfriend? If Willow truly thought of Evander as a brother, she wouldn’t joke like that!"

Violet’s brows furrowed more tightly as she lowered her eyes as if pondering something. After a while, she muttered, "Maybe you’re right, but one by one."

At this, Violet looked up at Joseph, pressed her lips, hesitated.

"But what?" Joseph asked with a smile. Violet lowered her gaze again, sighed helplessly, and said, "Does the Lancaster family really have such a tradition, everyone liking close relatives?"

Violet’s helplessness and resentment were evident. Joseph held her hand, gently patted it, and laughed, "Don’t overthink, we’re different from them. If my brother could act humanely, he wouldn’t force you to marry me."