Chapter 22: Family Ties
Moana

“Ahem.”

Ethan and I jerked our heads up from the portfolio of his childhood drawings, our train of conversation now broken, to see none other than Edrick standing in the doorway — and he didn’t look happy.

“Oh, hello,” I said, feeling a bit nervous under the billionaire’s strangely disapproving stare. “Ethan was just showing me some of his work.”

Without a word, Edrick slowly walked into the studio. His shoes clicked loudly on the concrete floor, echoing through the room’s tall ceilings. For several long moments, the Alpha billionaire slowly circled the studio and looked at all of the art with his hands in his pants pockets. I noticed that he wasn’t looking around with wonder, like I had when Ethan first turned on the light, but rather with an almost disgusted look on his face. He almost seemed repulsed by the art, which was surprising considering the fact that he had plenty of expensive artwork hanging in both his mansion in the mountains and his city penthouse.

Finally, Edrick turned to face me and slowly walked up to where Ethan and I stood, stopping in front of me. He hardly paid any mind to Ethan, as though his brother wasn’t even there.

“Ella is looking for you,” he said to me in a deep, irritated voice. “You should be with her.”

“I’m sorry,” I replied, feeling even more nervous as the Alpha billionaire towered over me, looking down at me with an aggravated look on his handsome face. “I thought she was with her grandmother.”

“She is,” Edrick said. His gaze finally slid over to Ethan. There was something dark about the way he looked at his own brother, as if he didn’t trust him. Meanwhile, Ethan only looked back at Edrick with an almost amused sparkle in his eyes, as if he had been experiencing this behavior from his brother for a long time already.

“Hello to you too, big brother,” Ethan said.

step backwards. “I’ll go back to Ella, now,” I said, heading nervously for the door. “Thank you

glanced over at Edrick,

come with you,” Edrick

behind us, and the last thing I saw before the door closed was Ethan’s face. He was

hallway. He was being a bit rough with me and his hard grip burned my bare arm, so I yanked my arm away and stopped in my tracks in the

feeling my hands curl into fists at my sides. “I don’t appreciate

back up at me.

“He’s your brother–”

is not

was now realizing, was made of patterned glass, which allowed the moonlight to shine down onto the

said anything else, he turned on his

want you to leave my side for the rest

Ethan’s studio before jogging to catch up with Edrick. We briskly descended the stairs back to the main floor, then

lull by the time we entered, while the guests milled about and sipped their drinks. I felt my face flush hot as I crossed the room right next to Edrick, wondering if he noticed that his family friends and cousins were staring at us together. If he did notice,

you are, darling,” Verona said, holding her hand out for Edrick. Her smiling eyes flickered over to me, as well as Ella’s,

shot me an indifferent stare before pushing himself up out of his chair and beckoning for Edrick to

a present.” On Ella’s wrist was

very pretty,”

Ella gets older, she

stood at a table nearby, champagne glass in hand. “Verona loves to spoil Ella,” she said. Her face was the perfect picture of sweetness, but I could sense a hint of what almost sounded like jealousy

granddaughter, after all,” Verona replied, squeezing Ella’s shoulders. “It’s

her mouth to speak, but Edrick suddenly returned. He had a sour look

Eddy?” Kelly asked, c*****g her head and twirling a bit

partially because the orchestra began to play again. I immediately recognized the song as one of my favorite classical pieces: Vivaldi’s Winter. Verona, seeing the

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