Chapter 3- Fiancee

KEEFE'S POV

"Ah, Keefe, you're here! Bella, this is my son. Keefe, this is my fiancée, Bella," Lord Cassius said. "What? Why didn't I know about this before? No offence Bella, it's just strange for my father to marry someone right after my mother betrayed us," Keefe said slowly.

Lord Cassius looked at Bella and said, "No, it's not, my dear. We can make things official with the matchmakers tomorrow. Then I won't be a match-fail." Understanding dawned on Keefe, he sneered and said, "Oh, right. This is all for public imagery, isn't it? Why are you so obsessed with your reputation? Are you that insecure?"

Bella looked revolted and said, "Cassius, is your child mentally ill?" Lord Cassius was uncomfortable and said, "Bella, would you mind giving me and him a second to talk?"

Bella narrowed her eyes but nodded and said, "Very well."

Lord Cassius waited for her to leave the chandelier-lit hall, he said, "Keefe, be on your best behaviour! Why are you doing this to me?"

Keefe laughed, "Why am I doing this to you? Why are you doing this to me? Why are you so obsessed with your image? What is wrong with you?" Cassius said, "Stop! You don't understand! Your family will always be better than those itsy-bitsy little friends you think you have. You are worthless, Keefe. Get out of my house!"

"I will," Keefe said expressionlessly and went upstairs. He packed his backpack and catching the astonishing look on Lord Cassius's face, left his house.