During breakfast, the two brothers still didn't speak.
Old Master Walyon sat at the head of the table, his face stern while he glanced at one, then at the other, his expression growing exceedingly tense.
He simply couldn't understand what had happened to cause such a sudden strain in their atmosphere.
Gina Sutton, watching from the side, seemed to enjoy the spectacle.
Afraid that the Old Master might not guess, she pointed to the almost invisible stain of blood on Ryan Walyon's sleeve and casually reminded, "Jimmy, there's still blood from yesterday when sister's hand got hurt on your clothes."
The atmosphere in the dining room was already unpleasant.
The Old Master hadn't even considered Summer Sutton being involved.
At her mention, Old Master's expression instantly tightened even further.
She was purposely trying to shift the blame onto Summer Sutton!
