chapter 47

Elijah Smith...

It took about thirty minutes for the cook to make my wife her dinner. I felt bad enough for having to take her out with such a short notice, I was not going to have her sit around the table and watch others eat.

The entire situation puzzled me.

I'd already assumed that there was some kind of tension between Ella and her family. My assumption was getting stronger after I heard the short conversation Ella had with her sister in the bathroom and the camera feed Cane managed to get his hands on.

But inviting her home and forcing her to sit with her arms crossed was the final draw.

When the food arrived in front of Ella, I saw that the cook had made her egg fried rice.

"I truly apologize for the mistake." The cook bowed his head before he left my wife's side and walked around the large table to give Elizabeth a plate with the same food as Ella's on it.

I looked at Elizabeth curiously.

I was sure I'd seen her eat before I called the Williamson's out, and now