"How dare you?" Helena's crimson stained lips thinned with anger. Her husband's arrogance was difficult to live with already, but this time he'd pushed her too far. Ignoring the young girl sitting quietly on Mikkos's lap, she placed an irate hand on her hip and glared at him.
Mikkos's cool expression reflected his disdain for her overblown antics. Leaning back in his seat, he regarded her authoritatively. "Alexis," he said in a light tone, "this is Helena. She is Stefan and Stavros's Mother." Alexis gave Helena a small smile. Helena's cold blue eyes dismissed the child by addressing her husband. "I will not be humiliated by your whore's-" she spat before Mikkos firmly interrupted her. "Helena, dear. Alexis is a very important member of this family and will be treated as such. You will be wise if you remembered this at all times from now on." An uncomfortable silence hung in the air as Helena swallowed her pride and finally looked down at Mikkos's bastard daughter, the glint of hatred never leaving her eyes. "Welcome to the family."