NovelEnglishChapter 107
Rupert glanced up casually, his demeanor nonchalant. Yet, his gaze held an unmistakable strength and
possessiveness that he made no effort to hide.
captivating all who saw it.
Sylvia was dressed in a striking red dress, cinched at the waist with a brown belt. Her smooth, porcelain-like skin
and alluring figure drew every eye in the room. A delicate platinum necklace adorned her slender neck, its subtle
glint seeming to emanate from within,
Across the room, Mrs. Simpson- Miriam- felt Rupert's gaze lingering on Sylvia. She set her cup down with a
deliberate clink, drawing everyone's attention. Adjusting her silk houndstooth shawl, she turned to Naomi with a
graceful smile, though her narrow eyes sparkled with mockery.
"Naomi, you've really outdone yourself with such a grand welcome. | hope we didn't interrupt your rest last
night?"
At the mention of last night, Naomi flinched, almost losing her composure. Sylvia, noticing, subtly tugged her
arm to steady her. With a broad smile facing Miriam's malicious gaze, she said, "Given how splendidly Mrs.
Simpson and Ms. Simpson are dressed, we Garcias naturally had to rise to the occasion. After all, hospitality is
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsomething we take very seriously. Wouldn't you agree, esteemed elders?"
Her words clearly positioned the Garcias as the hosts, subtly reminding Miriam of her place. The elders, wise as
they were, caught the underlying message immediately. Even if they had reservations about Naomi, she was a
Garcia, and it wasn't Miriam's place to criticize. An older, well-established aunt swirled her glass of wine, her
tone dripping with sarcasm. "This vintage tastes a bit... off, don't you think?"
Another chimed in. "Oh, it's not from our cellar. It's sbottle sent over by another vineyard for us to try. Not
exactly up to par for proper company."
"Well, someone clearly didn't let it breathe properly. Honestly, the lack of standards these days! Guests are here,
and we're serving this? Our family doesn't settle for second-rate." "Indeed."
A maid was promptly called to fetch a better bottle. Off to the side, Miriam and Bridget's faces turned ashen, and
they shot a discreet glare at Sylvia.
Sylvia, feigning ignorance, helped Naomi to her seat.
Before they could settle, the butler announced Tristan Garcia's arrival. Everyone rose to greet him.
Tristan gestured for calm. "Please, sit. Today is about enjoying each other's company. No need for formalities."
Miriam quickly presented a rectangular box. Inside was a beautifully crafted sword.
"Sir, you've been looking so robust; your swordsmanship must be flourishing Bridget insisted on
commissioning this piece fromanet
master for you," she flattered.. "She was somewhat shy, fearing it might seem presumptuous."
"Mother, please," Bridget rose, speaking softly, "Sir, | hope you won't mind my boldness. In truth, Rupert often
speaks of your health, which inspired this gift."
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Tristan, clearly pleased, ran a hand over the sword and nodded approvingly. "Bridget, you are considerate."
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directly was a significant gesture of
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