Twenty.

A loud clunk on the table at which Isabella and B were playing their usual Ludo game made the two women look up in shock. The moment Isabella saw who it was, her heart began to thump loudly in her chest and she wished that she could disappear to somewhere where the man wouldn't see her anymore.

"What do you think you are doing?" Mrs. Allen yelled at her son when she saw her son was the one standing like a soldier ready for war.

"Mom, how about you excuse Isabella and me for a moment?" Seth asked, his eyes pleading silently with his mother to understand him.

"If you wanted to talk to Isabella, you should have asked me to excuse you politely instead of causing a ruckus, son." Mrs. Allen smacked her lips together.

"Because of your rude behavior, I'm not leaving here." She turned back to the game.

Isabella watched the banter between mother and son with a heavy heart. She didn't need any soothsayer or even a diviner of some sort to tell her what it was that Seth wanted to talk to her about