"Would someone please explain to me what is going on?" Alphonse Hale was the first to speak, but this did not help with the tension in the room. Archor was squirming in his seat beside his father, a mixture of emotion written on his face, ready to burst at any moment.
"This is probably some sort of misunderstanding, Klaus was just trying to be polite and hand Violet the salt since he was closer to it than Mr. Maddox, right Niklaus?" Ravon c****d an eyebrow, urging Nik to go along with him. My father was trembling in the seat beside me, his anger reaching new points as Niklaus stared back at him, an unwavering sense of confidence and ease radiating from the younger man, as if he weren't afraid of anything.
"Son, please inform our esteemed guest that you do not have relations with his daug
