Dustin drove over to the Nicholsons‘ home at noon. The villa was in a secluded neighborhood, with flowers and hedges decorating the front yard.

Dahlia was right outside. Dustin tried to avoid her but was still spotted.

“Stop right there! I need to talk to you!”

“What is it?” Dustin asked. Their backs were to each other as they spoke.

“I haven’t told Granddad about our divorce because of his condition.”

“Do you think we can keep him from finding out?”

“I’ll find a chance to tell him after, just not today.”

“Alright. Anything else?”

“Nope.” Dahlia turned and went inside the house without another word.

They never once looked at each other, acting like complete strangers.

breath and went in as well, wine in hand. The living room was filled with

father, was absent,

sitting in his usual seat

us elders wait on him like this,”

mean.

might get upset and hurt you!” James chirped loudly. He hadn’t let go of what had happened yesterday. The bruises were still visible

everyone’s here, let’s have dinner.” Henry Nicholson announced, beaming at Dustin. “Come and sit

in return and helped the old

his eyes burning

never understood why his grandfather doted on Dustin. James was

us all drink!”

this.” James pulled up a decorated box of wine. “Chris brought this beautiful

this!”

Romanee Conti? That’s a really

is. It was 100 thousand dollars a bottle!” Chris

bottle?!” everyone

had been way beyond

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