Maverick Knight: "As you wish."
They barely exchanged a few words before finding each other increasingly displeasing.
The tense atmosphere at the dinner seemed ready to ignite, but they held back, afraid Aurora Blaine might notice something.
Aurora Blaine sat across from them; they deliberately lowered their voices, so she couldn't hear.
Maverick Knight and Miles Ellison, both with expressionless faces, simultaneously shifted their chairs slightly away from each other.
The distance wasn't much, but it was enough to avoid being too close and possibly getting into a scuffle.
Moving the chairs was a sign of their disdain.
Everyone had nearly finished eating, and with Brooke Vance around, there was little food left on the plates.
Aurora Blaine saw firsthand that Brooke could really eat and wasn't picky.
This appetite, who could afford it, goodness.
Brooke Vance put down her chopsticks with satisfaction, leaned back in her chair, and burped contentedly.
