"Marcel!" Clara's expression brightened as soon as she saw him out of the corner of her eyes.
"You are here!" She abruptly ended her conversation with her Father in law to go and receive her fiancée.
Unlike her, Marcel had gone as still as a statue as soon as he laid his eyes on that man. At first, the shock had his lips parted but now, he was so livid that his hands were fisted on both sides.
Marcel liked to be given a fair warning before he lays eyes on his father, that way he could have a better hold on his emotion. At least in large social gatherings, he usually puts on the act of them being on good terms until they're out of scrutiny.
They had a lot of enemies who wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of the friction between him and his father. That was why appearance was everything even in their world. Meaning conflicts were solved internally - or in his case, left to be.
