Lilian was so taken aback by Annabelle's words that she could say a word for a good moment. She just stared at Annabelle, lips parted and eyes wide open.
When she met with Annabelle's fierce gaze, she swallowed.
Realizing how petrified she was just from a few words and stares, her hands balled into tight fists, her gaze turning defiant as if trying to prove something.
"You are nothing, Annabelle. Nothing!" Lillian said, her voice rising more than she intended. Embarrassment coursed through her, and her body stiffened.
"What's going on here?"
As if she had finally found the straw she had been searching for, she quickly ran to his side, grabbing hold of his arm.
"Julian," she called meekly while looking at Annabelle defiantly.
"You are here, Anna," Annabelle didn't reply. "You should have come and joined us earlier if you were already here. Your seat was left empty," He said while trying to pry his arm from Lillian, who refused to let go. "Your presence was missed…"
