She tried not to make a sound as she walked over, completely unaware that she had been spotted the moment she came downstairs.
Taking a seat across from her eldest brother, Ruby Rowland stole a glance at him. She gathered her courage and greeted him in her sweet, milky voice.
"Good morning, Vince."
Then, she turned to the butler, who was bringing over a glass of milk juice, and offered a very polite greeting. "Good morning, Mr. Butler."
Her utterly serious and well-behaved demeanor made Vince Russell steal another glance at her.
"Is that all she's eating?" Vince stared at the food placed in front of her. To him, it wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
The butler smiled. "Ms. Rowland has a small appetite."
Ruby took a sip of her fragrant porridge and quietly protested. "It's... it's already a lot."
It was a big bowl, after all.
The man across from her scoffed. "No wonder you're so tiny."
