74. Beach

POPPY:

"Poppy and I are working on the baby, Father," Sebastian explained, with a different smile painted on his lips. Was that smile even real? For all I know, maybe he was probably thinking about his child with Olivia. "Isn't it right, honey? We plan on having a child, right?"

It sickened me how he could lie like this.

Pretend, Poppy.

Grabbing a napkin on my side, I wiped the corner of my lips. "Yeah, yeah. We will be hoping to have a baby, Daddy. I hoped it would be sooner," I lied while my hands were on my lap.

Satisfied, Arnold beamed at us and watched Beverly. "Did you hear that, dear? Another member of our family will be on the way."

"That's marvelous."

"Mr. Willis will help us take care of the child to prevent some unfortunate things from happening like when I was young," Sebastian announced and sipped his wine on his glass.

Beverly’s smile was instantly wiped away from her mouth.

“Son…”

“What’s the harm in saying those words, Father? I merely blurt them to make everythi