Chapter 305 The Philistine And The Princess

"Ms. Naomi, you need to eat something," Fional gently reminded her, placing a dish of porridge on her bedside. The Quinnells' long-lost daughter grew up in a mountain community, according to my sources. "She was one of the kidnapping victims rescued from Havenlight County," Fiona said, her voice full of disdain. There has never been a proper young girl from such a poor background. You've already triumphed by raising your child by yourself, so don't worry, Ms. Naomi. Naomi eventually stuck her head out from under her blankets when she heard this. "Aunt Fiona, please don't ever tell me the same thing again after you leave this bedroom," she whispered. You don't want the Quinnells' biological daughter to hear you disparage her." Ms. Naomi, I'm only expressing the facts. That woman and you are from different planets. She is a philistine while being a young girl in name only. "Upbringing," Fiona said. ↑ She said, "Just wait and see," feeling relieved that Naomi had finally spoken. Reuniting with the Quinnells, even if she were, would need a She needed much more than a fancy last name to be accepted in high society. The elite crowd may be cruel, as you are aware. They won't go easy, for sure. on a bumpkin. As Naomi absorbed Fiona's consoling words, she stirred the oats. Thinking.