It was two days before the extreme hot weather. Laurel sat in the dining room along with the Wayne family.
Eating together was the norm set by the elder of the family, they claimed it brings the family closer together. However, Laurel highly doubts it, as it was what was dividing the family… Perhaps, she felt that way because she was never considered family by them.
Moreover, another strange thing had happened. Alexander Wayne, who always claimed he was busy and never had the time to eat together with the family, broke his streak today.
Laurel glanced to her side, Alexander was diligently eating his chef-made omelet. She almost grimaced before staring at the rest of the family, sitting around a long table, the maids silently served the food, and poured drinks where they were requested.
Grandpa Wayne, and Grandma Wayne sat at the head of the table.
