Natalie said sharply, "You...!"
"I went to great lengths to make sure you would eat well, Nat," the man's tone remained gentle.
Natalie's rising anger felt like there was no place to vent her anger, which made her even more upset.
"Eat more, okay?" he coaxed, looking at her gently.
"Why should I eat after you've already drunk from my bowl?" Natalie retorted, pushing the bowl aside.
The atmosphere froze instantly.
Every gaze directed at Natalie held complexity. Was she rejecting their esteemed master?
The stares made Natalie frustrated.
She sternly told Irwin, "Don't do things that can cause misunderstandings. We aren't that close."
With that, she left the spoon in the bowl on the table and stood up.
Behind her, Irwin chuckled softly.
It was evident that Irwin had done it on purpose!
These days, Natalie had been too dull. So, teasing her like this seemed like a good idea.
After breakfast, Irwin departed. Natalie knew she had thrown a bombshell into the Wexford, and the aftermath was evident.
Later in the morning, Dylan arrived carrying an exquisite gift box.
"Miss, this is from Mr. Frazier. He said you're to accompany him to a banquet tonight."
"I'm not going," Natalie replied promptly.
She had no interest in such events.
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