Alana coughed a few times, clearly surprised. She was probably expecting him to agree with her and ask Sarah to leave, but he didn't. In fact, Mr. Reed didn't stop there. He continued as if he got really offended by her question.
“What's wrong with having Sarah dining with us, Alana?" he asked again, his hand tightened so hard on his fork, that his knuckles were turning white.
She took a sip from the water in front of her, probably getting herself some time to think of an answer.
“No, of course not, Victor. You know that's not what I meant. I just…" She staggered for a moment. “I just thought that since we're here, it wasn't necessary for her to feed Benjamin. I mean, we could do it, right?"
“Sarah always eats with us," he replied, his piercing eyes still on her. “That's how it is. So
