Claude took a couple of steps backward as if he received a fatal arrow shot to the heart. As for Anastasia, she unhesitantly approached Albrecht while stomping her foot.
She was the first person to encounter him, and now her mother was hogging him all to herself. It was only given that she claimed what was rightfully hers in the first place.
Assertively, Anastasia grabbed Albrecht by his arm and then tried to pull him away from her mother while growling under her breath. Honestly, Theresa was more mature than her, and she had the demeanor of a cool lady which put her in an advantageous position as a rival.
"Ara~ you're back." Theresa greeted the two of them while softly twirling the ends of her hair. "Perfect timing, why don't we have an early breakfast together!"
