Chapter 9
- At the massive table, the only sounds that were made were the ones coming from the plates and spoons, as they ate in silence, and threw occasional glares at him.
- A nasty smirk graced his lips as he scanned the faces of his stepmother and. stepbrothers.
- A dark, vibrant flush spreads through Fredrick's face in irritation, as he twists the spoon in his right hand.