Chapter 1867
Aldor, feeling a mix of sadness and understanding for Sylvia, had his suspicions about why Cordelia insisted on their
dinner attendance.
He deduced that his earlier rejection of Cordelia's marriage proposal might have prompted her to arrange this
impromptu "blind date" with Aurora. Cordelia had been vague, mentioning only that their presence would make the
dinner more joyful.
Sylvia, visibly worried about Aldor's job security, masked her discomfort with a forced smile. This deepened Aldor's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsadness, and he couldn't help but cast a colder gaze toward Aurora.
Aurora shivered slightly, sensing the tension. She realized that her past arrogance might have led Aldor to believe
she was deliberately trying to embarrass Sylvia.
But that wasn't her intention.
Apologizing wasn't Aurora's strong suit. She nervously offered Sylvia some buffalo wings, her voice wavering, "Mrs.
Hart, I... I think your gray hair might be genetic. My aunt, who's only in her forties, has lots of gray hair too, and she
dyes it."
Keegan could only watch in silence.
Far away, Cyrene sneezed at that very moment.
Sylvia pondered, 'Aurora isn't as bad as Aldor made her seem.'
As Sylvia was about to express her gratitude, Aldor interjected flatly, "Mom, you don't like chicken."
Aurora's irritation flared. "If she doesn't like it, just throw it away!"
The room filled with an awkward tension following her outburst.
Sylvia, frustrated, confronted Aldor, "How would you know what I like? You're hardly ever around."
Sylvia's primary concern was to defuse the situation, fearing any conflict might jeopardize Aldor's hard-earned
position at Vinci Rivera.
Unbeknownst to her, Aldor's skills and background would serve him well, regardless of his employment status.
Aldor remained silent.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCordelia, trying to ease the situation, advised, "Sylvia, don't eat it if you don't like it. Aurora says things without
thinking. She was spoiled as a child but means no harm. Please, forgive her." Then, addressing Aurora, "Apologize
to Mrs. Hart, and be more considerate next time."
Sylvia quickly interjected, "It's alright, really. She didn't mean anything by it."
Cordelia's gaze prompted Aurora to say, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart.
Aldor observed in surprise. Aurora's actions were uncharacteristically humble.
But she apologized without causing a scene this time, leaving Aldor stunned.
Aldor watched her closely, and she met his gaze defiantly.
Sylvia, feeling uneasy, was about to reciprocate the apology, but Aldor stopped her.
The meal concluded in an uncomfortable silence.