After a while, eyeing an opportunity, Emma Price said, "Gem."
"Aunt."
"Say hello to Tiffany."
"Who is Tiffany?"
The faces of everyone at the table tensed, especially Tiffany Mamet's.
Not recognizing her?
How could that be?
Was he pretending?
She had thought they had a child together, a child who had been a life-saver for him, and that he should be different towards her than before.
But...
A feeling akin to a dagger thrusting into her heart took hold within Tiffany Mamet.
Emma Price's eyes twitched, and with a glance towards Tiffany Mamet, she hinted, "It's... Tiffany Mamet, you know."
Following Emma Price's gaze, Gem Atkinson looked towards Tiffany Mamet. After a moment of surprise, he said, "I apologize, Miss Mamet; with the veil over your face, I didn't recognize you. It's been a long time—how are you?"
Miss Mamet?
So he was pretending not to recognize her, and now he actually called her Miss Mamet?
When they were closest, he used to call her 'Tiffany.'
