Annabel's POV

"I thought I would be meeting with your father?" I said, ignoring his lustful look at my body. I clutched my bag tightly.

"He'll be here soon," he replied and gestured towards the dinner table.

I turned on my heels and moved towards the area, sitting on the chair Scott pulled out for me. One by one the family descended from the stairs and greeted me cheerfully.

In few minutes we were all seated, except Samantha who has been taken up the stairs by her nanny.

"Thank you for ...