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“Um,” I say, hesitating a little. “I think I’d like to…visit the bathroom,” I say, “before I take that on.”
“Of course,” Kent says, turning with me, putting a hand on my back to show me the way.
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“Dad,” Daniel says, his face frustrated as he steps in front of us. “I’ll take her,” he says, shaking his head. “You’ve been kind of
hovering all night –”
“Nonsense,” Kent says, frowning at him and nudging me forward. As a trio, we head towards the alcove with the little restroom sign.
Daniel pushes the point further.
“Seriously, dad,” he murmurs, “you can go, I’ll stay by her side – I
can handle this –”
“No, you can’t Daniel,” his father snaps, taking an aggressive step
towards him, cutting me off in my path. “You have no idea what
the politics are in this room – who it might be dangerous for her to
talk to who is out for blood, who could be a possible friend.”
Daniel’s face twists, angry. “And whose fault is that, dad?” he asks, his voice hurt and stubborn. “You never involve me in these
conversations, you never
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“It’s your fault, Daniel,” Kent snarls, Daniel falling silent. “It’s your
fault. Before tonight you’ve never been interested in the family business – always more interested in college, and books, and
whatever the hell it is you do all day. And tonight, because she’s here –“he throws out a hand towards me, “what, suddenly you know what you’re doing in this world? Suddenly you’re a boss, a Don, in the business?”
Daniel frowns at his father, crossing his arms across his chest, clearly hurt. “I can handle myself,” he says, still angry but a little cowed. He knows, deep down, that his father has a point.
Kent opens his mouth to speak again but I push past him, eager to get away. “Um, I’m going to go to the bathroom,” I say, looking over my shoulder at them. “While you two…sort this out.” They ignore me, turning to continue the argument even in my absence.
When I come out of the bathroom a few minutes later, Kent is still standing there, but Daniel is not.
“Where did he go?” I ask, looking around for him.
“He went to cool off,” Kent murmurs, his arms crossed. I can tell he’s still pissed, but he’s putting on a controlled front for everyone in the room.
Just then, a waiter at the front of the room rings a gong. I jump and blink a little at the noise, surprised. What the hell does that mean?
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Apparently, everyone else knows, because they start to filter away towards tables. The waiter scurries over to us, bowing a little. “If
you would please, sir, miss,” he says, gesturing towards the head table. “Just this way.”
Kent nods and we follow him to a long rectangular table with just three seats left. I watch as the waiter pulls out the furthest chair, gesturing towards it with a smile and looking directly at me.
I glance back at Kent, who gives me a smirk. I narrow my eyes at him a little, knowing that he’s not going to be of any help.
With that, I sigh, thanking the waiter and sinking into the chair seated directly next to Tristin, my new wicked stepmother.
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