Chapter Fourteen
“Sweetheart, Dmitri Miranov-Vash is handsome. Would you like me to set you up with him?” my stepmother asked her daughter, Susane, with a lovestruck expression.
It was still morning, yet it already felt like a TV drama was unfolding in the dining room.
I quietly ate my breakfast while Daddy was busy reading the business section of the newspaper. Later, we would be going to the office together. It was actually surprising because usually, whenever he was running late, he would send me ahead.
But today, he had told me we would leave together.
“Mommy,” Susane said with a laugh, shaking her head. “He’s Louella’s boyfriend’s uncle. Nope.” She immediately refused.
She didn't want an uncle. She only wanted his nephew.
“So what if he’s an uncle?” the woman immediately count
