"Since you are already here, come inside and take a seat. Agatha serve the guests with tea." The earl's old voice was amiable.
The three came inside.
"This is my eldest son, Artemio and that is my grandson. They just arrived from Usturia today. They are here for a vacation."
"This is Marx Skylar and the lady there is Princess Amaya." Earl Anishton looked at Juliene, then Amaya. His eyes were telling her to help him out.
"And this is my classmate, Julliene Green."
"So, Father, it is she whom you sold this island to?" Artemio asked bitterly.
Amaya was dumbfounded to hear the sarcasm in his voice. Marx took her hand and squeezed it gently. It was his way of telling her to relax and not talk too much.
"Yes, Mr. Anishton. Grandpa said that he cannot take care of this estate anymore and his children did not care so he sold it."
"Of course, we care! That is our inheritance, how can you buy it?" Artemio was furious.
