Chapter 117 The Weight Of Guilt

• They were headed to the dining room, and never have the ladies of the Romeo Manor felt so nervous because of a meal.
• Well, there was a high possibility that it'd be a death trap, yet few pairs of feet could be seen descending on the living room's glassy staircase.
• “I should've been in there with Dad! He doesn't know how to cook, and needs my instructions!” As she jumped from the last two stairs, an evidently cocky Lora spat.