Chapter 8: Mastermind
"Hm?" Raymond raised his brows in displeasure and looked over at the entrance of the dining hall.
Others also looked over, save for Layla, who was happily munching on the food.
There they saw a slender, silver-haired young man, dressed in neat ocean-blue attire, walking over with his hands folded behind his back. He had handsome features, though he looked slightly pale right now.
Except for Isaac, who narrowed his eyes; Raymond, who became expressionless; the First Lady, Simone, and Third Lady, Shasha, who looked surprised to see him, everyone else furrowed their brows in confusion, clearly not able to recognise him, albeit only for a few moments.
"What are you doing here?" Isaac asked, his narrowed eyes looking behind him, wanting to see if Oriana came with him, but didn’t see her.
Lukas swept his gaze across everyone present before stopping on Isaac. "What is that supposed to mean, Third Brother? Can’t I come for family dinner? Don’t tell me you no longer think of me as family, huh?"
In response, Isaac glared at him silently.
Lukas ignored him. Walking over to the table, he put his right hand on his left chest and bowed toward Raymond, who had been silently staring at him, and greeted him, "Greetings, Lord Father. I hope you have been well."
Raymond’s calm expression faltered when he saw this and heard his respectful tone. He always believed Lukas hated him because he had all but abandoned him completely.
But here he was, showing such respect.
Unfortunately, in his eyes, Lukas was nothing more than a failure whom he didn’t even want to be associated with, no matter how respectful or well-mannered he was.