“Oh no, don’t tell me he is going to do it here? My life is doomed!” She said mentally trying to get a hold of her fear.
It was incredibly insulting.
Ulrik had no choice but to awkwardly greet him, “Brother.”
Although he was only two days younger than Dashiell, the rules of the Abernathy family were more significant than anything else. When they met, Ulrik still had to address Dashiell as “elder brother”.
Dashiell seemed to notice him just then, giving a faint “Hmm,” before waiting for Liora to move to the other side of the car before lifting his chin slightly. He raised his eyelids, speaking to Ulrik, “Say hello to uncle for me.”
Dashiell’s presence was overwhelming. Even though he just sat there, Ulrik couldn’t shake off the feeling of being reprimanded by a superior. He forced a sm
