Skylar had always been unwelcomed by the Joneses, so they were all irked upon seeing her. Slamming her cutlery on the table, Irene sprang to her feet.
“Why are you here? And when did you become so ill-mannered that you simply walked in without permission?”
Avery shot daggers at her while Hayden pinned a vicious look on her. Thomas was the only one who wore a grim expression, and he was only the only person with his composure intact.
“I have something to say to him,” Skylar declared with a thoughtful expression.
Without any regard for seniority whatsoever, she pointed her finger at Thomas.
Thomas put down his cutlery. “I have nothing to say to you. Also, has no one ever taught you manners that you’re pointing a finger at your elder?”
Ignoring his reprimand, Skylar murmured, “I’ve just gone home earlier and had a good chat with my mother. I found out that the two of you actually have a lot of history. I wonder if…”
“Zip it! Follow me to the garden, and I’ll teach you some manners,” Thomas blurted, cutting her off.
In truth, Skylar was traumatized by the garden in Jones residence. On that particular rainy night, Thomas threw a paltry two hundred at her feet as though she was a beggar and warned her to stay far away from him.
As Meredith looked on at her drenched self, who was still clutching the bills in her hand, she hugged her and wept with her.
Her grandmother lamented her difficult life, bemoaning the fact that the affluent Jones family would even begrudge taking her in.
Ever since then, she never again asked her to go to Jones residence for money.
At that moment, there was a hint of guilt in Thomas’ eyes. “What did your mother tell you? How could you possibly believe her when she isn’t in her right mind?”
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