Sitting in front of the sofa, Titus Zane remained silent and tried to lower her presence as much as possible, realizing that she was somewhat superfluous as the couple was flirting so affectionately, yet she was still brazenly sitting there.
It wasn't that she wanted to, in the past when she came home, she didn't like to watch them interact, but she had her own room to retreat to, but now…
A deep sigh escaped her in the dark, and her right index finger idly picked at the sofa, thinking that if she had known her mother would invite Nathan Moore over, she wouldn't have come back.
To avoid the awkwardness of the three sitting together.
After about fifteen minutes, the dining table was laden with a variety of dishes.
Julian Zane also slowly descended the stairs, his face still sullen, until it softened slightly when Nathan greeted him.
Five people sat around the dining table, each in their usual places.
