Emily was livid; anyone who looked into her eyes would see the ugly shift in them.
She was so furious at Aiden for ruining her plans, and now she had to wait for another opportunity to serve Mr. Chaz, another drink or food.
Everyone was surprised at what had happened. They stared in pity and surprise, but they understood that he was just a boy.
"Dad, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay, son, I understand," Mr. Chaz stood and gently helped Aiden up.
At that moment, Aiden squeezed the white teabag in his father's hand and didn't let go.
Mr. Chaz was about to ask him what he had put into his hand, but Aiden tightened his smaller hand on his father's and looked up at him, subtly shaking his head at him, silently asking him not to speak.
