Chapter 108: I need more than that
George stiffened as he watched Desmond disappear down the hallway without a backward glance. The cold dismissal left a bitter taste in his mouth.
He stood rooted to the spot, his mind racing with myriad of questions. How could they discard him so easily? Was he not a bonafide in-law?
His daughter had gone missing under their watch, yet they treated him as nothing more than an inconvenience.
His hands curled into fists at his sides. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.
A soft chuckle broke through his thoughts. George turned sharply, only to find Alfred descending the staircase at a leisurely pace.
The butler’s lips were curled in the faintest hint of amusement, his eyes gleaming with quiet observation at the deeds and words of George Brown.
From the moment George entered the Allen household, Alfred had been watching him keenly.
The way his gaze flickered over every corner and item of the sitting room, his eyes alight with veiled calculations—he wasn’t just here for answers or concerns about situation. He was measuring, assessing.
But the most telling moment had been when George bypassed the usual decorum, to personally request wine rather than waiting for it to be served in accordance.
It was as though he is a member of the Allen family and entitled to act as the master of the house. Now, standing before George, Alfred bowed lightly, his movements fluid and controlled.
Without a word, he stretched out a hand, a silent but unmistakable gesture of ushering him out of the way.