Inside the private room, Aurora Sterling sat stiffly beside Sylvia Vaughn, enduring the gazes of the elders.
On the other side, a faint smile played on Damien Valerius's lips as he watched Aurora's awkward predicament.
Noticing Aurora's uncomfortable expression, Sylvia Vaughn immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong, Aurora? Don't you like the tomato broth? It's okay, if you don't like it, just say so! We can get something else!" As she spoke, Sylvia called over the server waiting by the door. "Bring us a menu! We need to order more!"
Aurora quickly grabbed Sylvia's hand as she was flagging down the server. "This is fine. The tomato broth is perfectly fine. I'm not a picky eater."
