The brunch - III

Evelyn did not know what to do. Should she just look away or should she stare at the don? It was really confusing and a matter of life and death because he had not yet asked her to look away nor had he asked her to look at him. 

He continued to stare at her. 

"Why is she here?" She watched as Salvatore whispered into his mother's ear who looked back to see who he was talking about before she frowned his way.

"Her? Evelyn?" Alexis chuckled. "Don't you remember? Your father told you about Carlo bianchi. Evelyn Bianchi, she is his daughter and under your father's protection." 

He grunted out acknowledgement and Evelyn finally managed to look away and at a cupcake. The cupcake was very beautiful. Not only that but it actually had a design over it and there was also some dusted sugar. Such a beautiful cupcake she had never seen. 

From here she could still hear what Alexis was talking about because she was not shy or cautious enough to lower her volume.