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.

hand. The living room was filled with people,

Dahlia’s father, was absent, still outside on

in his usual seat this time, an outsider too–Chris

have us elders wait on him like this,” Florence jeered,

mean.

hurt you!” James chirped loudly. He hadn’t let go of what had happened yesterday.

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

in return and helped the old man

eyes burning with jealousy.

why his grandfather doted on Dustin.

us all drink!”

James pulled up a decorated box of wine. “Chris brought this beautiful wine over, a fine Grand Cru

this!”

Romanee Conti? That’s a

It was 100 thousand dollars a bottle!”

100 thousand dollars a bottle?!” everyone

had been way

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