Although his words were simple, there was an unmistakable edge of threat behind them.
Ailleen, who just moments ago had been the loudest voice in the room, suddenly froze. Her face drained of color, panic flashing in her eyes as she instinctively glanced at Amari. But to her dismay, Amari wasn't even looking in her direction, as if she no longer existed.
Sebastian's expression hardened. He turned his cold gaze on Alexander. "You're rather imposing, Mr. Haskel."
Alexander arched a brow, calm and unbothered. "It's only natural for a man to protect the woman he loves. I assume Mr. Clavel feels the same way about Miss Louissa, Amari's cousin. I understand your feelings."
Louissa's heart skipped as she sneaked a look at Sebastian, hoping to see anger or reassurance. But his face remained stoic, unreadable, and he didn't say a word.
Amari, unwilling to waste even a glance on the people in front of her, politely turned to the waiter instead. "Would you please take us to our seats?"
