MADELYN'S POV
The rest of dinner passed in complete silence. No one brought up Wyne again. No one asked another question. Yet... I could feel Father's eyes drifting toward me every now and then.
Not with disappointment. Not with anger like usual but.... With calculation. That look alone made me lose my appetite.
A few minutes later... Dinner ended. The servants quietly cleared the table while everyone dispersed to their usual routines. Giovanni headed toward his study to finish reviewing patient files. Marlin disappeared upstairs while talking on the phone with one of her clients.
Sandro silently walked to the library with a book tucked beneath his arm. He glanced at me once before leaving... Once I get time, I need to talk to him...
Mom excused herself to prepare for bed. I remained
