The brief interruption didn't cause much of a stir.
The banquet continued, and waiters began serving the food.
Eve Lowell sat across from Alvin Morgan, a smug feeling growing inside her. 'So what if Aurora Sinclair is close to Young Lord Morgan? Right now, she's still standing behind him like a servant, just watching us eat.'
'People from minor families just don't belong in high society!'
Just as she was thinking this, Alvin Morgan suddenly pulled out the adjacent chair, turned his head, and said, "Eat."
Aurora Sinclair and Dean Morgan sat down on either side of him without hesitation.
Eve Lowell pursed her lips and asked with a smile, "Young Lord Morgan, it must be wonderful to work for you. Are you still hiring female bodyguards?"
Arthur Lockwood teased, "Morgan is fine with just Aurora. Your skills are hardly worth mentioning..."
