The butler inquired, "Will they dine with you?"

In his view, there was a clear line between masters and servants.

"Yes," Camila affirmed.

All the individuals she had brought along were reliable.

They were responsible for looking after her two children.

"They're like family," Camila mentioned to Brent.

She was implying he shouldn't overlook them.

Brent got the message and said, “Okay.”

The table was spacious, leaving empty seats even with everyone seated around it.

After sipping some soup, Camila suddenly felt queasy, her stomach churning before she could even swallow it.

She hurried to the bathroom.

She had no appetite.

Her presence was meant to reassure Rowena.

But still, she couldn't manage to swallow any food.

Eagle handed her a glass of water. “Don't force yourself."

Camila lifted her head to meet his gaze.

As he spoke, Eagle avoided Camila's eyes. After a moment, he added, "Your mother told me to follow you here."

Camila took the glass of water from him and said, "I didn't ask why you are here. Why do you look nervous?"

“I'm not," Eagle quickly denied.

Of course, Camila didn't believe it.