A Better son

"Heavens, Mackenzie! It hurts that you did not bother to inform us of your arrival at Greenville, or the fact that you now work for Chase here. He's such a sweet soul, is he not?" As Eleanor laughed and brushed Chase's chest, Chase turned to look at Mackenzie.

She was still on her feet, which was more than he had expected of her. He tilted his neck to find Jeffrey staring at Mackenzie, but not with the rage and anger he had expected.

There was something different about his half brother, something softer. He looked at Mackenzie with a deep sense of longing in his eyes.

Chase wasn't comfortable, at all.

"This family loves you so much, Mackenzie. It's so good to see you."

Mackenzie watched Eleanor radiate with her elegant smile. If she didn't know better, she would have thought Eleanor was genuinely happy to see her.

The person she did not understand was Jeffrey. She had thought he would have grabbed her and held her by her neck. Instead, he was walking towards her with a soft look