The Kents' restlessness was in stark contrast to Augustus's calmness at the dining table. It was as if Augustus was the elder and the Kents had a favor to ask from him.
To pare the thick awkwardness down, I put on a smile and introduced Augustus to Kent. “Uncle Kent, he is Augustus. I didn't tell you about him before this because I did not want you to worry about me.” As soon as I said that, I could not help but cringe at my lie and felt goosebumps rising all over my body,
Kent waved his hand dismissively, paying no mind to it. “It's okay. As long as you have a good life, I'd be over the moon. I know youngsters like to keep their relationships to themselves.”
Sitting beside him, Mabel nodded in agreement and chimed in, “That's right. We understand your concern. We've all been there before.”
With the arrival of Augustus, Daryl's accusation of me having a sugar daddy was debunked instantly. Although she did not know much about him at the moment, judging from the way he dressed and the way he carried himself, she definitely did not dare to offend him.
Hearing their comments, Augustus merely smiled in return and dug in. He usually did not get to have homemade meals, so I was sure he would enjoy the meal as much as I did.