The servant brought the chairs, but they didn't sit upright at first. After about forty minutes, the fat aunt couldn't stand any longer and sat down.
Two hours later, Gwen also couldn't stand anymore and sat down on a chair.
During this time, Kendall and Damien continued with their routine—eating, teasing Little Thirteen, going upstairs to work, and ignoring the confrontation.
Grandma was even worse; she directly dragged General Knight into the room and closed the door, ignoring the events outside.
The two families continued to confront each other until five o'clock in the afternoon.
The uncle and his son, who hadn't even had a drop of water, couldn't stand anymore, their legs trembling slightly.
"Let's go." The uncle stared hard at the stairs and dragged his family away.
