"No one can make Fred do something he doesn't want to, not even me, his uncle," Alonso said.
Nina didn't show the slightest sign of disappointment. She already knew the answer.
"You... I can try to talk to Fred. He's changing, you know. I heard he had already sent Natalie away."
Nina shook her head. "I'm not jealous. Natalie isn't the problem."
"Alright then."
Nina looked down, not in the mood to talk, and Alonso couldn't think of anything comforting to say. They sat in silence until the servant came in with a tray of coffee.
"Mr. Rosenthal, lunch will be served in an hour. Should I have the kitchen start preparing if you're staying? Anything special you'd like to eat?"
"No need." Alonso smiled at the servant. "I'll have whatever Nina's having."
The servant left, and the silence re
