Ava paused, unsure of how to answer the question. That was when it dawned on her that she was just a sous-chef in the estate. No matter how much Geneva and Alex doted on her, she was still a worker in the estate, and this family conversation should have had nothing to do with her.
Ava opened her mouth and then closed it as no words came out.
Geneva perched regally in her chair and sent a look at her son
"… and what's that got to do with you if Ava is involved in this?" Geneva asked, and Alex shook his head. 'This son of mine never learns!'
Alex's phone buzzed. He raised it to look at the caller ID and then flipped it to silence it.
Ava turned quickly to Geneva, surprised at her comment, while Brad blinked, momentarily thrown off.
"Mum! Am I your son, or is she?"
Before Ava could breathe in relief, she turned and saw a rare mischief dancing in Geneva's eyes,