Chapter 1071

Hazel returned home with her head hanging low. As soon as she stepped through the door, her eyes met Peter's. The father and daughter stared at each other in silence, the tension palpable in the air. It seemed like fate had a cruel sense of humor—making her face the very person she had been dreading to see. She asked hopefully, "Dad, there's no such thing as holding grudges between father and daughter, right?" "There is," Peter replied bluntly. Hazel was left speechless, thrown off by her father's unexpected response. She suggested tentatively, "Maybe I should kneel before Mom's memorial for a while?" "Go ahead," he said. Hazel stood there stunned, realizing the Jefferson family members could really be heartless when offended. She sheepishly went upstairs and actually knelt before her late mother's photograph, feeling thoroughly chastised. Grace did not even know Hazel was home until dinner time when she noticed the extra person at the dining table. "Hey, when did you get