“Mom, you’re here!” Helena beamed, running over to the door.

“Mm,” Claudia responded with a calm nod.

Helena took her hand and led her forward. “Mom, let me introduce you. These are Noa’s parents.”

Seeing Claudia approach, Leon and Rosvisser rose from their seats.

“Hello to you both. I’m Helena’s mother, Claudia Poseidon.”

Her tone was polite yet cold, her voice carrying an aloofness that reminded Leon of how Rosvisser had been before becoming a mother of three—cold, detached, almost untouchable.

Even though her words were courteous, there was a clear sense of distance.

“Hello, Ms. Claudia. I’m Noa’s mother, …