At that moment, Stewart happened to glance over from his private booth.
Their eyes met for a brief second before Briony quickly looked away. "No, thanks. We're meeting someone," she said, her voice cool.
With that, Briony led Crystal and Little Nina out and into the booth next door.
Jeannie watched the door close, her hazel eyes flickering with uncertainty.
She turned back to Stewart, offering an apologetic smile. "Mr. Wentworth, I'm sorry—did I say something wrong again?"
Stewart didn't reply. He just cast a look at Irwin.
Irwin kept his head down, looking utterly crestfallen.
Stewart's gaze darkened as he turned away.
…
Next door.
Briony set Little Nina down in a high chair.
Crystal glanced at the little girl, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Bryn, what do you think of Ms. Radcliffe?"
Briony paused before answering, her tone neutral. "She's… alright, I suppose."
Little Nina was busy munching on fruit, her big eyes drifting from her mother to Crystal and back again.
Seeing the child's curious expression, Crystal decided to drop the subject. It wasn't the kind of conversation to have in front of kids.
…
Ferdinand arrived soon after.
The second Little Nina saw him, her face lit up with delight.
"Mr. Ellsworth!" she squealed, arms outstretched. "Pick me up!"
Ferdinand walked over and scooped her into his arms.
"Did you miss Mr. Ellsworth, Little Nina?"
"Of course!" she chirped, lips puckered in a pout. "I missed you so much I even dreamed about you making me those yummy fruit candies!"
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