"You don't have to force yourself to do what you detest, come on and eat. Your brother left some packages for you. I will hand them over after breakfast." She whispered and led the way to the dining room.
Anthony had barely eaten a few bites when Rona showed up after receiving summons from one of the maids.
"What's he doing here? Get lost immediately!" She screamed, hurling the plate nearest to her at him with so much precision. Anthony moved at lightning speed, quickly avoiding it.
"Rona! What's the meaning of this? Why are you interrupting your brother's meal?" Joyce shouted in exasperation, slapping her palm on the table.
"He should get out so I can eat. How can I have an appetite while staring at his disgusting white face that looks like that of a gigolo?" She whined, rushing towards Anthony.
