Chapter 193: Chapter 205: Isabel Smith, You Bandit (6) Chapter 193: Chapter 205: Isabel Smith, You Bandit (6) “I’m just a little curious. Miss Evelyn and Isabel are both granddaughters of the Smith family. Why does Isabel have the last name Smith, while Miss Evelyn has the last name Osbert?” Percy Stanton’s demeanor was calm and his tone light, without any hint of attack or offense.

However, his question managed to hit a sore spot for Carla Osbert and her daughter Evelyn.

In Bellshire’s social circle, it was no secret that Evelyn was like a baggage that Carla dragged into the Smith family.

When Carla and Evelyn first entered Bellshire’s aristocrat circle, they had been whispered and gossiped about behind their backs.

Now, just when Carla and Evelyn thought they had finally escaped that nightmare, Percy casually brought it up again.

The entire dining table became somewhat quiet for a moment, the previous harmonious atmosphere nowhere to be found, replaced by an indescribable awkwardness.

But sitting beside Percy, Isabel Smith felt a little relieved seeing the stiff atmosphere.

She raised her eyes and cast an indifferent glance at Carla and Evelyn. The mother and daughter looked somewhat similar, and their embarrassed expressions were even a bit alike.

Isabel saw the unpleasant faces of Carla and Evelyn, but felt secretly delighted. After all, no one else at the table would ask such a question that picked at old wounds since they all knew the truth.

This was perhaps the most hurtful question for Carla and Evelyn. No matter how domineering they might be in the Smith family now, Evelyn’s last name marked her as an outsider. Even if she were truly the biological daughter of the Smith family, she could only carry the baggage of that name for a lifetime, and Carla was the woman who married Sebastian Smith with that baggage.

Sebastian Smith first glanced at his charming wife Carla and then at his beloved daughter. He raised his head with a slight smile at Percy and simply explained, “Evelyn is Carla’s daughter.”

“No wonder,” Percy nodded as if understanding, his eyes still staring at Evelyn as he said seemingly offhandedly, “So Miss Evelyn was brought to the Smith family by Madam Smith. I thought Mr. Smith let his daughter take her mother’s surname because he felt sorry for Madam Smith.”

Pausing for a moment, Percy seemed to suddenly remember something and asked Evelyn, “How old is Miss Evelyn? She looks older than Isabel, doesn’t she?”

Evelyn’s face grew increasingly ugly. After all, no woman wants to hear that she looks older than a woman older than herself. She clenched her tableware tightly, her mind seething.

From the moment Percy asked his first question, she knew this man was doing it on purpose!

Now, he even said she looked older than Isabel…

The smile that Evelyn had been struggling to keep on her face couldn’t hold up anymore, her lips pressed tightly together.

By now, Carla had slightly recovered from the awkwardness caused by Percy exposing their old wound. She smiled at Percy and said, “When girls are young, they don’t have much of a gap between them. Once they pass thirty, some differences immediately become obvious. In fact, our Evelyn is more than a year younger than Isabel!”

As she picked up food, Isabel thought mockingly in her heart, was she indirectly saying that she, Isabel Smith, would age faster than Evelyn?

“Really?” Percy replied with an indifferent expression, seemingly asking without meaning to. He raised his head, staring at Mrs. Smith, and said, “Mrs. Smith’s granddaughters are all grown up, but she still looks young and beautiful. To me, she doesn’t seem to have much of a gap with Madam Smith.”