Shall Under Your Charm

Chapter 86

"Can you dance?". Ask Alice.

"Me-well, maybe a little" Farah said.

"A little will not be enough. Your grandmother-in-law is going to throw a party to introduce you to society, and you can't imagine how they'd mock you if you weren't good on the dance floor. There are so many people who are jealous of you that no matter how small your actions are, they will definitely observe." Alice fell silent, then laughed happily, and pulled Farah with both hands. "You have a unique face! Very expressive First, we'll see if you can dance a waltz. Let's just say I'm a man and I'll put that hand on your waist. What are you gonna do?"

"Drew to the other side of the piano," Farah answered quickly..

"And also have no manners," the mother value Ryan with a grin. Alice lifted her dress up. "Dead my feet. Can you please imitate my steps? First of all, do it slowly....Oh, that's good. Real good. Then turned. Ja. Oh, Okta, are you going to play music for us? What a wonderful idea!"

While watching Ryan's mother raise her hand to the shoulder, pretending to be a man who was fascinated by her. Farah grinned as she saw from the corner of her eyes that Aunt Okta was secretly cleaning up the dirt stains on the piano keys with her handkerchief. Following the accompaniment of music played beautifully by his tant.

Farah danced the waltz stiffly, her skirt expanding as she twisted and felt a little silly, but she didn't care, and imagined it was Ryan's hand that was hugging her waist. His waist. Her hips. His thigh...

Rarely can three days feel so long. Moreover, he lives in a very beautiful place, and his days run pleasant but Farah can not relieve his longing for Ryan. Imagine Ryan surrounded by sycophants, friends, colleagues, ex-lovers.... Thousands of uncertainties flashed in his mind like flapping wings, and he had ten questions for each of those uncertainties.

Through their conversation, Farah finds out that Alice has a daughter, Dian. A tomboy girl who likes to play sword, swim, and be captain on the ball team. Every time she talked about Dian, Alice's eyes would be glazed over. Dian died eight years ago, Aunt Okta said on a trip to visit a friend in the Caribbean. If Andreas was involved in Dian's death, it seems like no one here would know about it. Alice offended Andreas casually, as a cousin of her late husband, Ryan's grandmother's favorite, and perhaps it was enough for Alice not to believe in Andreas.

Alice's dislike of Keith was even more pronounced. Alice could not talk about Keith without making her eyes sparkle with anger, and Alice's dislike of Ryan's grandmother was confirmed by the admission that it was her grandmother who, according to Alice, supported Ryan's friendship with Keith. Although Farah was very fond of Alice, she had to admit that the accusations were a little too extreme; unless Ryan's grandmother was indeed a sane woman, he couldn't possibly allow Ryan, who was clearly dear to the woman, to be swayed by a man like Keith.

Having a famous mobster as part of the family seems to be an interesting and thrilling situation. Curiously mixed with sympathy, Farah wonders if Alice knows that Keith is the son of her late husband, and if Alice does not know, how she assesses Ryan's closeness to Keith. Maybe as a spy network. No wonder the Crandall family is famous as a very extraordinary family with their secrets and abilities. And now, Farah becomes part of that family. The thought made Farah's stomach crumple.

Farah looked at Alice fixedly. I want to ask you something that is not important. "May I ask you something?".

Farah chuckled softly. "I wonder, what was the reason you chose to stay here instead of the original residence of the Crandall family? Is it because you want your kids to have a more normal childhood?"

"Yes." Yeah." Alice sat down with legs crossed, "In addition to the fact that the Crandall family's original residence had seventy bedrooms and two large wings, I couldn't live in the same building as Ryan's grandmother. He's been in power there for fifty years, and it's too cruel for me if the eldest son takes his wife home to take her place." Suddenly, Alice lay with support on her elbow. "I hope you're not bothered because I've stayed here too long." Ignoring Farah's protest, Alice continued, "Tell me, what do you think of Zayn?"

It was more than a prank question, Farah was glad she could answer honestly. "I think he's a nice and charming guy."

"And too polite," added Ryan's mother gloomily. Alice folded her hands behind her head to make a pillow. "I can't tell you how much he respects me. For all these years, he's been my best friend." With an even more moody expression, "He has a mistress."

Surprised and not knowing what to say, Farah asked, "Is she beautiful?"

Aunt Okta answered from the piano. "If you like a tall, dashing woman, who dyes her hair with a chemical."

"Don't do that." Alice grinned. "She's beautiful. I met him at the opera. People say they don't love each other, but it's a mutually beneficial relationship." Alice grimacing. "I really want to make their relationship fall apart. Since last June, I realized I love Zayn, but nothing works. If I pretended to stagger in the garden, he was worried and took me inside to rest! And when we were sheltering in an empty cabin in heavy rain, all he did was convince me not to be afraid of putting my honor above all else. I can cry when I remember it. I'm sure it would be a lot easier if I fell in love with a playboy. Well, Okta are you laughing at me?" Alice straightened her body. "How dare you? Though I know you also have the man of your dreams from the way you dream often."

"Angoing empty." cried Aunt Okta, though to Farah's astonishment, her aunt's cheeks flushed red.

Smiling with satisfaction, Ryan's beautiful and dirty mother lay down again. "That's not bullshit. We are all infected with the same disease. Love."

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