Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Claude was back.

He heard me for sure; he pulled out a chair for Kate while making a sour face.

As soon as Kate sat down, Gabrielle, clearly displeased, put down her apple pie with a huff, the flaky crust crumbling instantly.

Kate knew she had upset her and quickly got up. "Mrs. Hart, I'll just leave," she said.

Gabrielle didn't respond.

Claude got frantic. "Mom, come on, don't give Kate the cold shoulder."

Gabrielle shoved the apple pie towards me. "This is from the Hilton family's personal chef, made for Claire. Their chef usually cooks only for family members, outsiders don't get a bite."

Kate, fiddling with the hem of her shirt, looked like she was about to cry, just like she did in the past. Then she'd run off, and Claude would blame me for hogging the treat and accuse me of stirring trouble with his mother. Just as tears welled up in her eyes, I intervened. "Mrs. Hart, Kate isn't an outsider. I can't finish all this by myself." As I spoke, I passed the apple pie to Kate.

I added, "Mrs. Hart, Kate is a good person, and she really loves Claudy. Isn't it better to have one more person loving Claude?"

faces told me they weren't expecting

day, I would've made a

today, I openly said that having

Don't talk nonsense." Claude suddenly snapped at me, leaving me confused. Shouldn't

as a younger sister, and that he loves Kate. I won't cause any more trouble. I'll stay out of your way. That

a small bite of the apple pie, hoping this

going on in someone's mind or what they might

sit by me. Our family doesn't just let anyone

shifted uncomfortably

to take a stand and put Kate in a

heiress, was well-known in Crestview

Hilton family,

was so fixated on me. Was it

"This milk comes from the Hilton family's pasture. Try it, see if it

pie since nobody