''Father, you sent for me? ''
Mr. Howard looked at her, there was a glare in his eyes but Claire ignored him. When she saw he wasn't going to say anything, she smiled;
''Alright, since I've already had dinner, I'll be going back inside, have a nice day,'' she said and without waiting for their response, she turned to walk out;
''Stop right there!'' Mr. Howard had had enough; his voice rang through the room sending chills down Claire's spine. She stopped on her spot;
''Please it's my fault, don't mind her. Claire, we've been waiting for you so we could have dinner together. '' Mr. Howard said to her, more like ordered.
Claire glared at him for what seemed like minutes and then she forced a smile and walked to the dining.
