In the end, Kenneth and Louisa could only snag seats further away.
David and Clark exchanged a look, both utterly dumbfounded.
All they wanted was to join Rose for a casual breakfast. Was it really necessary to compete for seats like this?
Sean wasn't ready to back down. He stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, at your age, it's impressive enough that you can serve yourself. Let me help Rose with her plate."
"You little rascal, using your concern for my age just to snag a better seat." Bernard feigned anger.
"I meant you should just serve yourself…"
"Go sit over there with the young ones!" Bernard wouldn't listen.
Sean tried to argue his point, "But Rose is one of the younger generation too."
"In our house, Rose gets the VIP treatment! Move along."
With Bernard's word, the brothers had no choice but to sit farther away... casting envious glances as everyone else made a fuss over Rose.
