That word made Rosetta's heart sink. It made her realize the truth once again. To them, Sierra was the priority now. Those cherished memories they once shared did not mean anything anymore.
If that was how it was, why should she care if Sierra stayed here? She would be leaving soon and this villa would no longer be part of her life.
Without another word, Rosetta turned around and walked away.
Elliot watched her retreating figure, a trace of regret flickering across their faces. Perhaps they had not thought about her feelings enough.
At this moment, Sierra looked at them hesitantly, saying softly, "Rosetta seems upset, doesn't she? Maybe… maybe I shouldn't stay here after all."
"There's no need for that," Elliot replied. "You can stay here. It's fine."
"Yes," Edric added. "Rosie is just a bit spoiled by us."
Hearing their reassurances, the sadness in Sierra's expression faded, replaced by a grateful smile. "Thank you."
That night, Sierra settled comfortably into the villa. Meanwhile, Rosetta reminded herself over and over not to let it bother her, but she still could not sleep.
The next morning, she packed her things and headed downstairs.
As soon as she reached the stairs, Rosetta saw Sierra seated in the living room, giving countless orders to the butler.
"These decorations here are kind of outdated. Hey, replace them all."
"But these are Miss Rosetta's favorites."
"Oh, really? Well, she does, but I don't like them. Or should I get Elliot or the others to handle it?"
The butler hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. Unable to bear it any longer, Rosetta stepped forward and intervened. "It's fine. Just do as she says."
The butler gave her a reluctant glance, but Rosetta nodded and he complied. Sierra immediately noticed her presence, so she quickly changed her demeanor, standing up with a soft smile, far from the arrogant tone she had just used.
"Morning, Rosetta."
Rosetta skillfully avoided her extended hand without any expression on her face. "There's no need to act familiar. We're not close enough to hold hands when we talk."
The merciless words made Sierra froze briefly, but she recovered quickly. "Rosetta, are you upset with me? I only thought the decor didn't suit the living room's style. I didn't mean anything by it."