When the Patriarch entered, accompanied by Lily's father, his presence was commanding. His sharp eyes and stern expression sent a chill through everyone in the room.
He took his place at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over the assembled family members before settling on Lily with a cold, calculating stare. Though his face remained stoic, the creases in his forehead spoke volumes about his concern.
"Lily, I noticed you've been quite active on social media recently," the Patriarch's voice was measured but carried an undercurrent of authority. "You need to address the situation before it escalates further."
Lily met his gaze, her usual arrogance now replaced by a flicker of unease. "Grandpa, I don't think what I posted has anything to do with the current crisis. She's just a rookie trying to make a name for herself."
