Malva hurriedly knelt down. "Grandma, it's all my fault! If it weren't for me, Mitchel wouldn't have punished Livia and Livia wouldn't have gotten angry and caused trouble with his mother. So, everything is my fault. Family harmony leads to prosperity, please don't be angry..."
Mitchel’s grandmother, Carmen, squinted her eyes, studying Malva. Seeing her small face bruised and swollen, her tone softened. "Out of everyone in the West Family, you are the most pitiful. Malva, you're so well-behaved and sensible, much better than that arrogant and spoiled Livia!”
Upon hearing this, Malva lowered her head, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. But Carmen's next sentence caused her smile to instantly freeze.
"Unfortunately, your background is a bit lacking. Otherwise, I would definitely try to match you with Mitchel."
Malva was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed the topic. "But what about Livia? Her birthday is in a few days..."
Carmen's face darkened. "What birthday! Hurry up, have those people take down the decorations now! If we keep spoiling her like this, soon, the entire West Family will be at the mercy of that girl!"