Carlos, please have a bite of this meat,” Megan said as she picked up a slice of
roasted meat and put it on a clean plate. Then, she asked the housemaid to carry
itto Carlos.
Debbie felt gloomy. “Can't you just eat quietly? Why all the drama?
Maybe Carlos should enroll you in a drama academy since you're so talented at
acting. You'll surely be an A-list actress, Megan!" she thought angrily.
As soon as the housemaid put the plate in front of Carlos, Debbie thrust her
chopsticks in to pick up the slice of roasted meat. Shaking the meat in front of the
angry Megan, she said in a naughty tone, “Oh,
I'm sorry. You know, your uncle Carlos is a germophobe. You touched the meat
with your chopsticks, so he won't eat it. I'd better eat it instead.”
Before stuffing the meat into her mouth, she looked at the meat while adding,
“But...do you have... Are you healthy?” She managed to swallow the words
“infectious disease” before she said them out loud. That would have been
blatant, and Debbie was too clever for that. She wanted her attack to be well-
planned, well-timed, and well-executed, and being too brazen would have
knocked all that off kilter. She tried not to smile while chewing her food. That
would have given her away.
Exasperated, Megan began to breathe faster. Short of breath, she stuttered,
“Aunt Debbie, what are you... talking about... I... I..."
It seemed to Debbie that Megan's asthma attack always came at the best times.
Debbie's plan had hit a snag, instead of staking her claim to what was rightfully
hers—Carlos himself. But yet again, it looked as though Debbie was bullying a
patient.
“Enough! Why are you being so noisy at the dinner table?” Seeing Megan
struggling for breath, Valerie immediately gestured to a housemaid, instructing
her to take care of Megan. In the meantime, she cast a stern glance at Debbie.
Of course, Debbie wasn't about to take that lying down.
“I'm being noisy? But who started it?’ Unconvinced, Debbie pursed her
Lips and focused on eating her food.
Carlos put down his chopsticks and called in the steward. When the steward
came into the dining room, he ordered, “Tomorrow, swap this table out for a
rotating table.”
“Yes, Carlos,” the steward answered and left.
Carlos put a piece of cabbage in Debbie's bowl and looked at Valerie.
“Grandma, Debbie's part of this family too. If you play favorites, you'll hurt
Debbie's heart. As time goes by, she may develop psychological problems. If that
happens, you might find it harder to be a great-grandmother.”
“A great-grandmother?
Valerie Looked toward Debbie with hatred, while the latter blinked her innocent
eyes at her. Debbie didn't expect Carlos to mention having a child all of a
sudden.
“Just eat your food,” Carlos ordered her in a hushed voice. He moved more food
to her plate before eating his own.
On the other side of the table, Valerie heaved a sigh of relief when
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Megan's breathing had improved. It
seemed like her asthma attack was
going away. Debbie saw it too, and
glared at her briefly. She believed that
Megan used it to get attention, and
might even be faking to the whole
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After dinner, Valerie excused herself, and asked both Carlos and Megan to come
into her room. She wanted to talk with them privately.
Obviously knowing that Debbie was watching, Megan cheerfully closed the door.
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When she turned around, she saw an
emotionless Miranda standing right
behind her. In an instant, the grimace
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“Aunt Miranda,” she greeted, sounding courteous.