Lyn stared nervously at Lady Penelope who was calmly drinking her tea. 'What kind of breakfast is this?'
Rhys sat to her right, while Allen sat at the head of the table. Ralph and Penelope on the other side. The atmosphere seemed very tense. Nobody was talking, but nobody was actually eating either.
A deep sigh crossed her lips.
Of course these two knew each other and of course Lady Penelope had to be one of Rhys exes. Lyn never thought she would end up in a situation like this. A former love? From the sounds of things, these two didn't end up parting in such good terms. Unfortunately the situation is already weird enough as it is. So Lyn knew better than to ask.
There are some things that are better of a secret. Besides it's hard to imagine Rhys with somebody five years older. Then again, this man shows no restraint. He would target all ages if he could.
