Gina gulped at the dark look the guy was giving her, and even though she didn't know what she had done wrong, her head dropped in guilt and she lowered herself on the chair which the butler had drawn out for her.
The butler served her the food, his eyes darting between his young master and the pitiful lady. And he sympathized with both of them for falling into this kind of situation. He could never understand what the patriarch was thinking. Thinking back to the boy's grandparents, he sighed.
Gina ate her food in silence, not daring to look up at the guy. Something was disturbing about the way he looked at her, it was as if his gaze could bore through her.
Her fingers tightened on the spoon to prevent them from shaking as a bad premonition built up in her chest.
Adrian had also started
