"What?!" Zach stood up and slammed his hands on the table. His eyes were shaking in shock and disbelief. "S-so, you had sex with a random prostitute or what? That doesn't make him my sibling!"
"Mind your words, son." Jack didn't like the tone of his son. He looked at Zach with a stern gaze. "Rothsmiths take care of each other. You know this."
"He is not Rothsmith!" Zach shouted and stormed away from the dining table. "As far as his name goes, it doesn't include Rothsmith! Right, father?!"
He swung the doors open and stormed out of the dining hall. The echo of his footsteps faded into the distance.
"I will go talk with him." Anna stood up with sadness in her voice.
She gently caressed her husband's shoulder while passing by and gently smiled at Jesse before leaving the dining hall to go after her son.