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 sadness, 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.

pondered, 'Aurora isn't as bad as Aldor

was about to express her gratitude, Aldor interjected flatly,

she doesn't like it,

room filled with an awkward tension

would you know what I like? You're hardly

situation, fearing any conflict might jeopardize Aldor's hard-earned position at Vinci

Aldor's skills and background would serve him

Aldor remained silent.

"Sylvia, don't eat it if you don't like it. Aurora says things without thinking. She was spoiled

interjected, "It's alright, really. She didn't mean

gaze prompted Aurora to say,

in surprise. Aurora's actions were

without causing a scene this time,

closely, and

reciprocate the apology, but Aldor

in an

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