Chapter 222: A Challenge

Madeline's POV

"You need to relax, Madeline. Father will not bite you." I heard my aunt Francine say. I darted a glance at her beautiful face, and I turned my focus on the painting of my aunt on the wall, she was young back then with a young man, and they were wearing their horseback riding attire, and she was holding the reins of the white horse, while the boy was with a black horse.

"That was Frank and me." My aunt said while she stopped in her tracks, and I stood beside her while together we gazed at the portrait before us. I realized my father looked so different from my aunt, and then the family portrait caught my eyes, my dad was standing next to a woman who looked like him, and I knew right away, she must be my grandmother. My aunt was standing beside a very handsome man, which I supposed was my grandfather. I am not particular about looks because, for me, a person's character is more important than physical appearance.