Blanche's POV
Kaden Jacob was the baby of the family, spoiled rotten and used to getting his way. His arrogance showed in everything he did, and he walked around like he owned the place. The only person who could put him in his line was Zain.
So when Tia's foot connected with his shin, Kaden didn't even flinch. He acted like she didn't exist.
Oswald watched his grandson's behavior and tapped his walking stick against the floor. "Kaden, go help bring the food out."
"Grandpa, I'm nobody's servant," Kaden shot back. "Make Blanche do it instead."
"Blanche isn't your servant either," Oswald snapped.
Kaden straightened up when he saw his grandfather's temper flare. I could tell he wasn't truly scared of Grandpa, but he obviously knew he'd pushed his luck. Still, he couldn't resist mumbling, "She's done it plenty of times before."
Oswald's hearing wasn't what it used to be, so he missed Kaden's bitter comment. He just fixed him with a stern look.
