Jocelyn Griffin's words sounded right, as if she did nothing wrong, merely standing by as an observer.
Yet Benjamin Griffin still couldn't accept her indifference, a 27-year-old well-educated, sensible, and empathetic lady of high society shouldn't harbor such cold thoughts.
"Jocelyn, she's your grandmother. Without her, our family would never have its current status..."
"What status?" Jocelyn retorted, "A status of dependency? Being manipulated? Being ridiculed?"
"Jocelyn..."
"Ever since Grandpa and Grandma announced that Amelia Clarke is the Collins' biological granddaughter, haven't all those people in our circle been waiting to watch our family, The Griffins, get kicked out of the Collins' like a defeated dog? Don't you feel that?"
Benjamin Griffin: "..."
How could he not feel it? Every time he stepped out, the two-faced behavior of those people outside was irritating.
Silence lingered between father and daughter.