Mr. Beverley was quiet and pondered on her words as he nodded in understanding. "You are right, Princess. I won't force you into a marriage where you won't feel loved and cherished. You can talk through it with him first and know how he feels about it."
"Thanks, Father, for your understanding." Anastasia gave him a grin, feeling her heart relieved from the impending burden.
"Your movie shoot must have stressed you a lot. Look how skinny you look! Why don't eat some more?" Mr. Beverley asked with concern, holding out his plate of steak to Anastasia.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Beverley added extra steaks and vegetables to Erica's plate, who smiled in appreciation.
Erica's attention was glued to the fine silk scarf around Anastasia's neck. "Anastasia, would you mind giving me your scarf?"
