"I like this chair father. Is it really a big deal with me being here? Does Katrina wish to sit here now? The many times I peeped out at the three of you having dinner, lunch, or breakfast, I have never seen Katrina seated here. You can have it if you want," Alessandra started to stand up, but as she expected, her father stopped her.
If there was anyone she had complete control over, it was her father.
"Sit, sit. It is only a chair, right darling?" Desmond looked at Katrina for her to confirm it. A chair shouldn't be a big deal in a situation like this. "One more day," he whispered.
"It is not a big deal. You can remain there Alessandra." It pained Katrina for these words to leave her mouth, but after Desmond ignored what she told him about Kate and Alessandra, she felt useless.
Her husband did not care how much their daughter was embarrassed and only saw the money he could get from Edgar in the future.
