The people inside were all familiar to her—Robert Duncan, Grace Chancer, and beside them sat Archer, smoking with his pale, long fingers holding the cigarette with his usual elegance, ignoring the somewhat displeased expression of Benjamin Williams across from him as he continued to exhale smoke leisurely.
Across from them sat Benjamin Williams and Sandra Peterson, her uncle and aunt, with her cousin Kandice Williams sitting next to them, positioned directly across from Archer. The smoke Archer exhaled was affecting Kandice the most.
Actually, Archer had just arrived. Anticipating that today's dinner would be unusual, he had deliberately kept everyone waiting and arrived late. When he saw Benjamin's family, he raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding the situation.
Without a word, he sat down, offered no apology, and directly lit a cigarette. If it had been anyone else, the three people across from him would have probably exploded by now, but unfortunately it was Archer doing th
