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“Grandma, you are the best!” Faye chirped, hurrying over to hook her arm through Norma's and nestling her
head affectionately against her shoulder.
Harold cleared his throat with quiet authority. “Alright, let's eat,” he said.
With that, the family made their way to the dining room.
The meal unfolded in a warm and pleasant atmosphere, the clinking of cutlery blending with light conversation.
After the meal, Harold asked Belinda to accompany him for a walk around the estate. Belinda glanced at him,
catching the thoughtful weight behind his words. She believed that he wanted to discuss something with her in
private.
So, without saying much, she nodded in agreement.
She and Harold strolled in silence for quite stime, the sound of their footsteps blending with the soft rustle
of leaves in the breeze. Aside from a brief question about how she and Lucas had been doing recently, Harold
said little else.
His uncharacteristic quiet left Belinda slightly uneasy, her thoughts circling. Had she misjudged the reason he'd
asked her to accompany him?
Just as the question settled in her mind, Harold's voice broke the silence. “Belinda...” he began, his tone
measured, “I've had the feeling that you're not particularly fond of Faye. Am | mistaken?”
The bluntness of his words caught Belinda off guard. But as the surprise ebbed, a quiet understanding took its
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtplace. Harold was being candid with her, thinking they were close enough for such words. Had anyone else asked
her that, she would have offered a polite smile and brushed it off with a vague answer.
But because it was Harold who had asked her that... she wanted to be truthful.
She drew in a quiet breath, her lips pressing into a thoughtful line before she gave a small, deliberate nod.
“You're not wrong,” she admitted softly. “I suppose... | don't particularly like Faye.”
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A trace of resignation softened Belinda’s features as she let out a quiet sigh. “I don’t know exactly what it is
about Faye that | don't like,” she murmured, her voice tinged with hesitation. “I can’t quite put my finger on it—
it’s just this feeling | have.”
Harold gave a slow, contemplative
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Belinda didn't respond immediately
but couldn't help marveling at
Harold's sharp intuition. After a while,
she drew in a breath and confessed,
her voice barely above a whis er
"Yes... It because df Lukas: oN
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insecure, and quick to jealousy. So..."
Her fingers fidgeted slightly as she
continued, “Faye is Lucas’ niece, |
know that. And | keep telling myself
I'm being petty, that | shouldn't
harbor such thoughts. But | can't
shake the feeling that Faye's
affection for Lucas might run deeper
than it should. It's more than just
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She was candid, telling Harold how
she felt. As she spoke, Belinda kept
her gazg fixgd an hiv (per eyes
ubblihking, alert to every flicker of
emotion that dared cross his face.
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