Beside them, Susan heard the name "Lucy" and turned her gaze to Kingsley, her voice gentle but carrying a note of admonition. "Why choose the hardest path when there are easier roads to take?"
Kingsley looked up at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Ms. Talmadge certainly chose the easy road, so why are you still unsatisfied?"
"You just love to make trouble!" Old Mrs. Sherwood, feeling the awkward tension he created, glared at him fiercely and stood up to walk toward the dining room.
Wilma, following behind her, spoke up at the right moment. "Old Madame, Madam, Young Masters, dinner is served."
Bacchus patted Kingsley on the shoulder, his voice gentle. "Let's go. Eat, then go upstairs and rest well. Sleep off the jet lag."
Kingsley didn't make a sound, simply rising from the sofa and heading straight for the dining room.
At the table, Kingsley didn't speak again from beginning to end. He ate in silence, a low pressure radiating from him invisibly, making even the air seem to congeal.
After the meal, he simply said faintly to Old Mrs. Sherwood, "Grandma, I'm going upstairs," and left the table first.
Old Mrs. Sherwood watched his back disappear at the top of the stairs, then turned her gaze to Susan, her tone full of disapproval. "You ignored him throughout his childhood. Now you want to interfere in his affairs? Isn't that just asking for a fight? Any affection he has for you is solely because you gave birth to him."
Susan's face remained impassive, showing not a trace of sadness. Her tone was calm but spiked with thorns. "The situation today isn't my fault. If you had all just let me abort that child back then, none of this would have happened."
Susan snapped her head up to look at him, her eyes full of disbelief. "Even you are siding with them?"
Bacchus stood up, looking down at her, his gaze heavy. "Ask your own heart how the Sherwood family has treated you. And you? In your heart, there is only yourself. If you had spared even a fraction of love for Kingsley, your relationship wouldn't have become what it is today."
Finished, he didn't look at Susan again, turning and striding away.
Only Susan remained in the dining room. she sat motionless for a long time, a look of extreme irony slowly curving her lips. Reflected against the uncleared dishes on the table, it was particularly jarring.

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