The atmosphere turned awkward.
Everyone stared at the dish in front of them, but no one moved. They all had ulterior motives and were waiting for the show.
As expected, Liam scowled and looked at Matthew sharply.
Zephyr snickered.
When it came to understanding his grandfather, no one in the Hamertons would dare call themselves the first if he claimed the second spot.
Liam hated his own family getting too close to outsiders the most. Matthew had once used the same point to attack Zephyr, claiming that he was closer to his maternal grandfather’s family and stirring Liam’s dissatisfaction.
Zephyr looked at him leisurely with a cryptic smile.
What he did today was just doing unto Matthew what the latter had done to him.
“Z-Zephyr Hamerton!” Matthew stuttered, “W-What n-nonsense are you spewing in front of so many people!?
“Dad, don’t believe him. This kid… Hah, he’s most probably upset and using me to vent!”
“You’d be accusing me now, Uncle Matthew,” Zephyr said unhurriedly. “Grandpa has taught me to respect my elders since I was young, and I’ve always followed his teachings.
“Saying that I’m using you to vent, Uncle Matthew, do you mean that grandpa’s done a poor job teaching me and made me someone disrespectful of my elders?”
“You!” Matthew suffered a great loss and could only glare, flustered.
There were people at the table who could not help laughing.
Liam’s scowl deepened, and he slammed his cutlery down, the porcelain clinking loudly.
Nelly stood up and looked at Zephyr apologetically. She said softly, “I’ve lacked consideration and invited myself today. I didn’t know that it was the Hamerton family’s dinner tonight. It really isn’t quite appropriate.”
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