125. Houghton Family’s Breakfast — PART III

Benedict raises an eyebrow. Then, he looks at one of the staff, who quickly steps forward to refill his teacup. Those cold Houghton eyes, which he inherited so well, lock on his younger sister, who swallows hard and loudly.

“Presence,” he repeats, savoring the word in his mouth like it’s foreign.

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