The atmosphere of the living room is suddenly tense and cold, and Anastasia marches towards her inws to wee them inside.
Although she wasn’t close with either of them, she still pulled a smile on her face as she greeted, "Wee, mother, father."
Mrs. Wace smiled at her as she gave her a brief hug.
"What about grandma?"
"Are you asking about me?" They suddenly heard a woman ask. Mrs. Wace made way for the servant who was pushing old Wace.
Anastasia’s eyes widened in shock when she spotted old Wace in a wheelchair.
"Grandma, what happened to you? Why are you in a wheelchair?" She asked.
"Don’t mind me. It’s this woman you are seeing here," old Wace responded, pointing at Mrs. Wace with a side-eye.
"Her legs are starting to get weak and I suggested she use a wheelchair even though she objected," Mrs Wace immediately defended herself.
Old Wace mumbled something under her breath but still didn’t say anything anymore.
Anastasia weed them into the house. Jeffrey and Mr Wace exchanged handshakes which was as stiff as a tree. While Mrs Wace and Nora shared a hug which seemed surprisingly casual, unlike the handshake of the two fathers.
"Was Ite?" They suddenly heard a voice that made them turn their heads back towards the entrance.
Anastasia red at Richard as he walked into the mansion, looking better than she’d left him months ago.
When the both of them made eye contact, Richard red at her.
Anastasia made eye contact with Xavier, and thetter was just as shocked as she was. They were never told Richard would being along.
The rk family were a little bbergasted when they saw Richard. However, Nora still acknowledged him.
"Pleasee in, Richard."
Mr Wace exchanged eye contact with Xavier before they went to the dining table.
Nora weed them to the dining table and everyone took a seat.
"I’m d to see that your family is finallyplete, Mr. rk," Richardmented at the awkward table. "And the fact that Anastasia has been posing as someone all this while. If I had known she was your daughter, I would have brought her to you myself," he added with a long sigh.
The table went silent as the sound of the cutleries went faint.
Tracie nced at Anastasia, Xavier, and Richard. Immediately, she knew someone was up.
"And what’s that supposed to mean?" She questioned Richard with a cocked eyebrow.
Richard nced at Tracie.
"I was just saying..."
"It looks like you still have the mouth to speak rubbish, Richard. I made a mistake by letting you have that," Xavier interrupted coldly.
Richard immediately felt the hair on his spine stand on their ends. Although he was seated causally opposite Xavier, eating his dinner, he wanted to stab Xavier with his fork and he loved that dream.
Ignoring Xavier, Richard turned to Anastasia and asked, "How about Anastasia? You should havee to me and I would have brought you to the rk family. Don’t you like that?"
"Not only do you have the mouth to talk rubbish, you are also deaf," Tracie said, stabbing her meat before diving it into her mouth. "Are you forgetting you are in the rk mansion? Do you want me to teach you some lessons?
"You children better not fight here," old Wace warned. "You can go ahead and fight after the meal is over."
Both Richard and Tracie exchanged res, but no one spoke a word as they devoured their food inplete silence.
After the family dinner, Jeffrey and Mr. Wace, together with Xavier, excused themselves to talk, while Anastasia hung with Kael, and Ezekiel with Tracie who’d still not spoken a word to Anastasia since she arrived with Xavier.
Nora and Mrs Wace were in the kitchen, discussing some stuff while they ordered some servants where to arrange the leftovers of their meal. Old Wace was also with them.
Giving Tracie a side eye, Anastasia tapped Kael on the shoulder. "Hey, why did Tracie defend me like that?"
"I have no idea. Maybe she’s finally warming up to you now," he replied with a mere shrug.
"What are the both of you talking about?" Tracie suddenly asked the both of them, making them flinch since they didn’t expect she could have heard them.