Chapter 655 This Cecily is Fake
Keaen was momentarily stunned. "Wait, are you saying Cecily's a fake?"
Seeing his reaction, Giselle quickly added, "Keaen, I'm just guessing. Don't overthink it."
Keaen didn't respond, just stared blankly at Cecily. Sometimes, if no one brought up certain things, no one questioned them. But once someone did, doubt started creeping in. The more he looked at Cecily, the more he felt something was off.
Giselle had a point. They looked exactly the same, so how could you tell the real from the fake? How could he be sure the one in front of him was the real Cecily?
Giselle smirked to herself. She knew her words had already planted a seed in Keaen's mind.
"Keaen, let's head inside." Giselle grabbed his arm and led him in.
In the large private room meant for a dozen people, only five were seated. Cecily had been eating less lately, barely touching her fork. Giselle glanced at her and asked, "Cecily, not liking the food?"
Cecily replied coolly, "Not that, just haven't had much of an appetite."
Giselle waved over the waiter and said, "You can order something you like. I picked these, and you might not be into them."
Cecily shook her head, "No need. I'm good. Ordering more would just be wasteful."
"Giselle, you don't have to do that. Maybe Cecily just can't eat with us," Keaen said, clearly annoyed.
"Keaen, Cecily's not like that," Giselle defended her.
Cecily just pursed her lips and stayed quiet. From the moment she walked in, the vibe in the room felt off. She could sense Keaen's hostility.
Keaen wanted to say more, but Hunter, who had been sitting quietly, gave him a look, and he shut up.
Giselle stood up, "Dad, Keaen, Cecily, I'm heading to the restroom. You guys go ahead."
After Giselle left, the tension in the room thickened. Keaen broke the silence, "Cecily, Giselle treats you like a sister and is good to you, but you're so arrogant. Do you think just because you're Vivienne's daughter, the Bennett family heir spot is yours?"
Cecily had never thought that way. She had only politely declined Giselle's offers. She didn't get why Keaen was suddenly so mad at her, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Giselle's warm to you, but you keep pushing her away. Do you think that's right?" Keaen pressed.
Cecily found it funny, "I just politely declined. I really haven't had much of an appetite lately. I didn't mean anything by it. I don't know if you have some issue with me, but you're making a big deal out of nothing."
Cecily wasn't one to be easily bullied. She had sensed Keaen's hostility before even entering the room. Now that he was causing a scene, she wasn't going to just take it.
"From the start, you've been arrogant, not taking Giselle seriously. Don't think we can't see it," Keaen snapped.
Cecily didn't know how to explain. She leaned back in her chair and stayed silent for a moment.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Keaen demanded.
"I don't know what to say," Cecily replied, feeling exasperated.
Giselle invited her to dinner, and she declined because she had something to do, but that was considered arrogant?
Giselle asked her to order food, and she refused because she had no appetite and didn't want to waste food, but that was also considered arrogant?
Keaen snorted, "I think it's because you didn't know what to say to justify yourself."
"Keaen, don't push it," Desmond stood up.
"Did I? Desmond, are you senile? She's not even the family heir yet, and you're already acting like her lackey?" Keaen slammed the table, making the atmosphere even more tense. Keaen had a bad temper and didn't speak nicely. He usually listened to Hunter, and right now, Hunter wasn't stopping him, letting Keaen blow off steam.
"If you have an issue with me, don't drag others into it," Cecily stood up.
Desmond's face was tense. Cecily patted his shoulder, signaling him to sit down and not get worked up.
"What did I do today to upset Hunter and Keaen? Why not just say it outright instead of beating around the bush?" Cecily knew that Keaen wasn't mad about her so-called arrogance. He was clearly using it as an excuse to vent his own frustrations.
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