Usually, Ollie would have stopped arguing with his father, but for some reason, he was upset that Cedrick had belittled Catelyn. His expression darkened as he raised his innocent voice in a challenging manner, “Father, you can’t simply reject that lady because of a few words some outsider says.”
“Outsider?” Maia’s hands that held her cutlery froze as she thought, ‘Did Ollie just refer to her as an outsider? Does he know that I’m going to be his future stepmother?’
Cedrick, not expecting Ollie would talk to him like that for a strange woman, interrogated, “Who’s that woman to you?”
Ollie shook his head and said sincerely, “She’s the designer I chose to design my birthday mansion.”
“And you are arguing with me over a mere designer?”
In Mason Estate, Cedrick held absolute power, and no one, not even Ollie, could challenge him.
Ollie bit on his lower lip and noticed from the corner of his eyes that Catelyn and Miles had stopped talking to Jamie and were about to leave. He set down his cutleries elegantly with stubborn eyes and said, “I’m sorry, Father, I shouldn’t have argued with you. I’m full; may I be excused?”
Cedrick narrowed his eyes as his expression darkened.
The steak had only just come out of the kitchen, and the boy had only cut a small piece out of the beautifully heart-shaped steak, yet he claimed to be full?
“Ollie, are you trying to protest by refusing to eat?” Cedrick questioned coldly, and his voice pierced through the air in a horrifying manner.
Downstairs, Miles and Catelyn were already moving toward the exit.
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