The loud silence flooded inside the dining hall at the Butler's report. The older cousins, Blanche and Clair exchange glances with one another, and their gaze shifts to their younger cousin, Sumire.
His head started to throb, Chaise gently massages his forehead and his wife, Lunaire attended to him. Mort's presence at the family dinner made his veins pulse in anger. He thought the young hunk was thinking right and would give up chasing after his daughter. Chaise thought Mort would not dare cross the line after confronting him and letting him decide what's good for his daughter but he was wrong. The two of them, Sumire and Mort are giving him a hard time.
In a threatening look, Chaise gazed at his daughter menacingly who had now felt relieved in her seat after knowing Mort came for her. A glimpse of hope rose to her chest, she wants to jump in gaiety but her father's darkened face darted on her.
