Chapter 109 The Breaking Point

• Dinner went on. To say normally would be an overstatement, because the atmosphere had changed drastically.
• Arthur was still in a bad mood, and Stacey? Well, she had long since stopped eating. And not able to take it anymore she stood up and her chair scraped loudly against the marble floor, silencing the remaining clinking of silverware and drawing every eye in the room.
• The tension, which had been boiling quietly ever since Elena's casual invitation, instantly snapped taut.