“It’s nice to see you guys. Do make yourself at home,” Simone said, gesturing at us to take a seat.

Although she did not look a lot older than Ashton and me, her voice sounded frazzled.

Ashton was clearly taken aback by her voice as well. He stood right in front of them without moving an inch. The air grew tense with every passing moment.

Nicolas buried himself in his newspapers, not bothering to look up. Simone sat slightly apart, and the two seemed not to have much interaction.

I guessed Simone was probably the more expressive one between the two. I shook off Ashton’s hand, trying to snap him back to reality. When he finally looked at me, I pulled him toward the seats.

Now that everyone was seated, we were anticipating the patriarch to speak.

Silence ensued for about two to three minutes before Nicolas showed his face behind the newspapers. His cold glance swept across Ashton before finally stopping at me.

remember how you lectured me at the hotel,” he stated without

raking

of the same feather flock together. This is why I got together with your son. I need to live up to my

opportunity to interject and speak instead. “Mom and Dad,”

a while but quickly repeated after her,

to be done for cordiality’s sake. Civility was the

brown eyes darted

“Dad” or “Mom” might be an easy task for many, but not for Ashton, especially after so

sake of obtaining the antidote. I could not

he was reading them bedtime stories. He’s having a sore throat, so I hope both of you don’t mind me doing it

right after I finished

his hoarse voice sounding across the room. It did sound as if

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