Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 541

She was fuming. After coming out of the restroom, she washed her hands at the sink, a headache already forming at the thought of returning to the private dining room to face Keith's parents.

"Why the long face? Are you upset?"

A tall figure approached, his shadow cast onto the sink by the overhead lights. Amara froze for a second, then looked up at Finnian. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm having dinner with Dorian," Finnian said.

He gently lifted her chin, examining her face. "Why are you pouting?"

"..."

Amara pulled away from his hand, annoyed. "I'm not upset, and I'm not pouting."

She turned to leave, but Finnian blocked her path. "Nathan and Edith are not easy people to deal with. Nathan doesn't say much, but he's incredibly rigid and old-fashioned. He's only fifty, but he's more traditionalist than my grandfather."

"And Edith is a domineering woman who can't tolerate any imperfections. She tried to control Keith for years. He gave up a lot to escape her grasp and get into the entertainment industry, which finally gave him some temporary freedom."

"But Edith won't give up that easily. One day, she'll drag Keith back under her thumb."

"And if you marry Keith, Edith will see you as part of their family and try to control you too. Is that the kind of life you want?"

"Amara, Keith really isn't the right man for you. You should think about this carefully."

After saying all this, Finnian looked down at Amara, his concern genuine.

Amara’s heart sank. "Mrs. Winters, please let me explain—"

"So you two, an ex-husband and ex-wife, are still in contact? And getting together to badmouth me?"

Edith had no intention of listening to any explanations. "Amara, I thought you were a sweet, simple girl. I never would have guessed!"

"The West family would never welcome someone like you into our home. We wouldn't want to hold you back. You should go find someone better!"

Edith was a respectable woman and wouldn't cause a scene in public. She took a few steps forward, lowered her voice to deliver the harsh words, shot Amara a death glare, and turned to leave.

She slammed the door of the dining room open and walked in. Shoving her keys and other items from the table into her purse, she announced, "Let's go. We're done with this dinner. That Ms. Sullivan has ambitions far too high for us to handle."