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Chapter 1282
“That is not how we raised you, Ruka!” Claire felt like she could cry.
At the same time, Ruka and Ren had come back to the dining room, but she was still too nervous to go inside. She
said, “I’ll need to use the bathroom.”
Ren knew she was still anxious, so he went inside without her. The moment he took his seat, Sophie looked at him
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsheepishly. Ren ignored her. He had decided to make it clear that he wasn’t dating Sophie. He didn’t want his
parents to keep misunderstanding them.
Sophie shot Ruka a jealous look when she came back. Ruka took her seat, and to her surprise, she didn’t see her
mother. Where did she go?
The dinner got a little glum since everyone, apart from Walter, Robert and Harold, was weighed down by their own
thoughts. They were having a good time drinking and didn’t get weighed down by anything, maybe except for the
booze.
Ruka was halfway through her meal when Claire came back. She was looking happy a while ago, but now it was
obvious she was troubled.
Ruka noticed that, of course. She looked at her, and Claire turned around to meet her gaze as well. She heaved a
big sigh. “Finish your food. We’re going home soon.”
Ruka was surprised. We’re going home afier this?
They were almost done with their meal after a while. Charlotte invited everyone for tea, but Claire was already
saying goodbye. Scarlet wanted them to stay, but Claire insisted on leaving.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“We really have to go, Scarlet. Thanks for inviting us.”
She dragged her tipsy husband out. Ren knew they were leaving, so he came over and said, “Mr. Singed is drunk. I’ll
get someone to take you home.”
Claire quickly said, “It’s alright, vice president. Ruka will drive. We’ll go slow.”
Ruka looked at Ren. She was reluctant to leave, but her parents insisted, so she couldn’t stay.
“I’ll be going home then.”
“Drive safely. Text me when you get home,” he whispered.