Chapter 933

Chapter 933:

Robert’s expression darkened, his anger barely restrained. “Who… who put these ideas in your head?” His voice wavered between outrage and desperation. “Was it the Coopers? Are they feeding you this nonsense?”

Fernanda let out a cold, dismissive laugh. “Come on, I know exactly what happened.”

Robert’s past was a subject he refused to revisit. He despised any mention of Gracie’s help—it clashed with the self-made image he worked so hard to maintain.

And having his own daughter throw it in his face? That stung even more.

Just then, Michelle hurried down the stairs and rushed to Robert’s side. “Honey, don’t be mad. Fernanda didn’t mean anything by it,” she said, her voice sweet but deliberate.

Positioning herself between them, she faced Robert, shielding Fernanda from view. That way, Fernanda wouldn’t see the frantic gestures she was making, silently urging him to stay calm.

Robert clenched his jaw. He wanted to lash out, but remembering his plan for tonight, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

“Fernanda, there are things you’re still too young to understand,” Robert said, his tone suddenly gentler, as if that would make a difference. “One day, when you’re older, you’ll see where I’m coming from.”

Fernanda rolled her eyes. Understand him? Not in this lifetime.

Michelle sat next to Fernanda and asked what she wanted for dinner. Fernanda simply said anything was fine, offering no particular request. What intrigued her was why Robert had asked her to come back. What were they up to?

In Fernanda’s eyes, both Michelle and Robert were acting strangely. Michelle, who was usually distant, was now unusually warm and patient with her, trying to appease both Selma and Robert, as if afraid she might throw a fit and leave. Sometimes, overly enthusiastic people came across as insincere, and Michelle’s sudden shift in behavior felt just that.

Fernanda couldn’t help but notice how Michelle, who used to avoid her, was now acting as though they were the best of friends.

Dusk always arrived early during the winter. By six o’clock, the sky had already turned dark. The snow had stopped falling, and there was no wind. It felt as though the world had frozen in time.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝒸𝓞𝓂, 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈

Michelle was unusually diligent today, personally preparing dinner. Fernanda had casually mentioned that it was still a month until the New Year, suggesting it was too early to discuss anything related to it. However, Michelle had quickly clarified that discussing the New Year was just part of the reason for the dinner. The main reason was actually to celebrate Selma’s birthday—though, in Fernanda’s mind, it seemed unlikely that Selma would be pleased to see her.

Fernanda chuckled at the thought of a “family dinner.” She doubted that Selma would wish for anything other than for Fernanda to leave and never return.

.

.

.