"You should not worry too much, My Lady. He is a grown-up, a fine man at that. Whatever could happen to him? Would he get lost?" The bearded man responded, slightly jeering.
Mabel might not be the most sensitive person on earth, but she would know when someone was mocking her, and she was certain that this man was making fun of her.
Look at the way they giggle! They laughed at me so openly! Who are they to think that they can play me like this?
"How dare–" Mabel was swinging her arm in the air, ready to smack the bearded man in the face when Elijah interrupted.
"Mother." His voice was low, and it seemed like he was hiding something. His complexion became darker, and the atmosphere was stifling ever since he joined them.
Mabel approached Elijah and touched his face. "What's wrong, my son? What kind of lies did she tell you?"
