By the time Andrew returned to the dining table, George had already gone to rest, having had more than he could handle.

Logan chuckled and said, "Andy, my dad's getting older. These days, he just drinks for the fun of it. You can't expect him to keep up anymore. Since he's out, come on, let's have another round."

Andrew shook his head. "I'm about done, too. I've got some things to take care of later, so I'm just gonna eat a bit and that's it."

Even so, Logan talked him into two more drinks.

At the table, the Keller sisters sat quietly without saying a word. They had already finished eating long ago. Nonetheless, since Andrew was still at the table, it would not have been proper to leave, so they stayed out of courtesy.

Still, the silence was heavy and awkward. Hannah sat there fuming, stealing glances at Andrew every few seconds with a clearly unhappy expression.

On the surface, Emily looked calm and composed, pretending like nothing had happened. Inside, she was barely ho