~Celeste's POV~
“Miss Lynch.”
The voice at the door called.
Immediately, I jerked away from Zane, regaining my composure. “C-Come in,” I stuttered slightly.
Zane rolled his eyes. I heard him murmur something that sounded like… ‘such a c**k blocker.’
I ignored him.
The door opened and Maya stepped inside.
“Good day, ma'am. Good day, Master Zane,” she greeted with a gentle smile.
Then she glanced at Zane a second too long before settling her gaze back on me.
“Mr. Revanchi has invited you to dinner,” she said.
“Dinner?”
“Yes. Right now. The table is already set.”
Oh… okay. First of all, it seemed like some kind of family time was being forced here. And to be honest, I didn't want to attend any dinner. If anything, I wanted to eat my food in peace without eyes full of hate staring
