Chapter 19 Remind Me Of Why I Hate The Rich

• “Excuse me?” I asked, arching my brows at what Liam’s dad had asked. I definitely didn’t expect him to ask me something so straight forward, reminding me of my actual background.
• “You heard me right. Your probably poor self has never eaten something like this, have you?” he uttered.
• “Dad.” Liam cautioned, giving him a stoic glare. For a second, I actually wondered why he was defending me. I hadn’t been good to him most of the times. Did he mean what he just said or this was all part of the act?