Meliza's POV
"Iza, my dear." Elijah's voice sliced through the tense silence, drawing all eyes to him.
Andrew's demeanor shifted instantly. His face lit up with a charming smile, his perfect white teeth flashing as if he hadn't just been spewing venom at me moments ago.
I was still in shock, my body frozen from what had just happened, while he carried on as if nothing had.
"Is everything alright? Did my son give you a hard time?" Elijah asked, his gaze sweeping over me with concern.
Before I could even open my mouth to respond, Andrew stepped forward, his tone smooth, his expression one of pure innocence.
"Dad, I would never give Iza a hard time. Jessa and I welcomed her warmly," he said, his voice effortless. In fact, I told her how happy I am to finally meet my future stepmother."
My breath hitched at his words.