Love At The Wrong Table

“Good day, Mr. Summerton and Madam Althea!” Roselynn’s voice brimmed with courtesy as she greeted them.

Zaiden acknowledged her with a slight nod, but Althea’s expression turned grim in an instant. “Julian, what is this about? I never raised you to play around with women!” she snapped, her voice cutting through the air.

“Mom, I’m not playing around. Roselynn is my girlfriend!” Julian boldly replied.

Shock swept through the room at Julian’s revelation. The looks on everyone’s faces ranged from disbelief to astonishment, which was quite an interesting sight to behold.

Linda, unable to accept the situation, burst into tears, throwing herself into her mother’s arms to seek comfort.

“W-What in the…” Anger flushed Althea’s face, causing her to struggle for breath for a moment. Then, she collapsed.

Thankfully, Zaiden caught her just in time.

“Mom! Are you okay?” Julian approached Althea cautiously, only to receive a feeble slap from her.

Slap!

the slap’s impact

aback by this sudden turn of events. She hurried over, asking, “Madam Althea, why did you lay a hand

speak here!” Althea’s finger pointed at Roselynn, her tone frosty. “This is a matter within

mother, but Zaiden intervened, saying, “Your mom isn’t feeling well right now. Stop making her angry, will you? Just go out

in vexation. Despite his reluctance, he had no choice but to refrain from arguing

door Althea’s voice stopped them in their tracks. “Hold on right there!”

her hand. She said with a sweet demeanor, “Aunt Althea, please calm down! Your illness doesn’t

stunned upon hearing Linda’s words.

The next moment, she turned to Julian, her demeanor stern and chilly. “Look, if it weren’t for Linda, I

I mean no harm!” Roselynn argued, unable to

“Enough! Your presence alone is insufferable. Get out of here and leave my son at once!”

it might worsen the situation and cause her to get the blame

called out after her.

she warned between clenched teeth, her gaze stern with a hint of ferocity. “The Summerton family is no place for ordinary women.

said nothing in reply Without the slightest hesitation, he shoved past the servant blocking his way