On the side, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl was holding a pair of chopsticks she somehow learned to use, challenging herself with the high-difficulty task of picking up spaghetti, her lips slightly pouting.
She was wearing a golden Bomb Pig T-shirt, which she would only wear at home, appearing quite casual.
This was Aria Spencer.
Seeing her mother turn her head, Aria immediately glanced at the man in front of her.
She then showed a fierce expression and shook her head wildly.
"..."
Seeing this, Alvira smiled helplessly and then turned her head to wave off the man,
"Alright, I know, I'll consider it. I have other guests to entertain, please be quiet for a while..."
"Oh, wait, Al... alright, wish you a pleasant meal."
The man didn't embarrass himself further, he just smiled awkwardly, lifted his wine glass, and left.
Alvira noticed a long time ago that after her daughter's mental illness was cured as a child, she developed an exaggerated ability to detect lies from others.
