Emilia’s POV

I held onto his arms as we made our way into the house. When we walked in, Yvonne was snacking on some grapes when we walked in, the moment she saw us the cheerful smile on her face vanished instantly. She looked towards Alex who looked away in guilt. He couldn't meet her gaze. It was obvious that this was not the way she had expected us to arrive.

“Alex! To my room now!” Yvonne shouted, she stood up from the couch and was about heading towards her room when I stopped her.

“Young lady, mind the way you talk to your uncle. Whatever it is you want...