Chapter 173

Alfonso cleared his throat, a flicker of awkwardness crossing his eyes. He finally turned to look at the photo. The moment he did, he was stunned. At first, his anger had blinded him to the details, but now that Tristan had zoomed in, something important stood out. Though Cassandra seemed pressed up against Fred, her hand was raised, held protectively in front of her chest. Even in the chaos of the moment, she instinctively kept her distance. It was obvious she was rejecting Fred's advances. With that, the true motive behind the photo became painfully obvious to everyone in the room. Cassandra breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Thank goodness the Freemans were reasonable people. If it had been Aidan's family, they would've blown everything out of proportion without even giving her a chance to explain. For a moment, she froze. Why was she even comparing the Zieglers to the Freemans? The Zieglers didn't even deserve to be mentioned alongside them. "Well, Grandpa. It seems the si