Third Person POV
As soon as Chad entered the room, Rebecca’s face lit up with happy smiles as she waved at him, joyfully beckoning him to where she was.
“Uncle Chad, over here!” she said.
Chad gave her an awkward wave as he sauntered towards her direction with his customary aristocratic grace. When he reached her, he took a seat on the other chair across the table already getting uncomfortable by Rebecca’s intense gaze.
Rebecca couldn’t help but be captivated by Chad’s look. She rested her chin on her hands as she gazed at him, a soft wistful smile on her face.
“Uncle Chad, you look so handsome,” she complimented. “Did you dress up just to see me?” she gushed on.
Chad arched a brow at her as he cast a cold glance at her and replied, “Do you think that’s even possible?”
His icy
