Chapter 6

Cyrus

We were all seated around the table, yet for some reason, Eva wasn’t down here with us.

I wondered why that was, especially because I’d already ordered one of the maids to inform her that dinner was ready. After our conversation earlier, I believed that there would be no such misunderstandings between us.

I was wrong, it seemed.

Vivian sighed heavily and asked, “Why should we wait for her again?”

“Because she’s family,” I answered. “And we don’t start eating when someone is expected. It’s rude, Vivian, and our parents taught you better than that.”

My sister made a face before staring at her empty plate with her arms crossed. I glanced at Brock, and he arched a brow at me. It was a question. Is she coming? I didn’t have the answer to that question. I believed she was, but it had been twenty minutes now, and she still wasn’t here.

“Maybe she’s asleep?” Vivian suggested after a while. “What we’re doing is ridiculous, you know?”

I sighed heavily before sitting back in my chair.