"But now that you are here, maybe we can catch up later." Paul joked lightly, attempting to smooth the tension, smiling as if he had known Roman for years.
Roman, however, remained indifferent. He lazily turned his gaze away from Paul, parting his lips just enough to say, "I guess…" His disinterest was plain, and most people at the table were still puzzled by his open hostility. But those who knew Paul well enough weren't surprised. His wayward lifestyle was no secret and if not for his wealth, which kept silencing every rumor, he would have been exposed long ago.
Patricia shifted toward Roman, ready to speak, but before she could, Silver cut in. "Okay, let's not kill the vibe. It's my birthday we are celebrating today." Her tone was sharp, her gaze hard enough to remind everyone that her patience was thinning. She glanced at her husband, signaling him to steer the conversation elsewhere.
