"Young master, Miss Irene said that yesterday’s incident was just an accident. You shouldn’t blame her. Miss Irene is young and sometimes acts impulsively..."
"Stop talking." Asher Land seemed to have little patience for Nanny Garcia’s words. He casually picked up a piece of toast from the table, dipped it into some ketchup with a spoon, and handed it to Sophie Smith.
His gesture was natural; indeed, he often did things .
But this unintentional action looked deliberate in Irene Morton’s eyes. He was indifferent to her last night, yet here he was early in the morning ’showing affection’ with Sophie Smith, clearly warning her not to harbor any inappropriate thoughts about him.
"Nanny Garcia, you don’t need to speak for me anymore. No matter what you say, Brother Asher will not listen." Irene snorted coldly and tossed the fork in her hand onto the dining table, producing a crisp sound.
Asher Land paid no mind to her temper tantrum and continued to prepare breakfast for Sophie Smith.
"Miss Irene, why don’t you apologize to the young master and stop being stubborn?" Nanny Garcia whispered in Irene’s ear, "With Miss Smith here, the young master won’t lose his temper."
"Really? With Sister Sophie here, Brother Asher won’t lose his temper, but if she weren’t here, would Brother Asher strangle me?" Irene’s voice was loud and laced with jealousy, so clear that the servants standing in the dining room heard and understood, but Sophie Smith remained confused.
"Yes, if you had stayed in my room last night, I might have strangled you." Asher Land’s expression was indifferent, showing no hint of emotion, yet his words sounded incredibly venomous.
"You..." Irene’s face turned bright red, seemingly infuriated by Asher Land’s words. Chapters first released on Nove1Fire.net
"Young master, isn’t that a bit too much to say?" Nanny Garcia reminded from the side, "Miss Irene..."
Asher Land’s icy gaze flicked toward Nanny Garcia, and sensing the chilling aura, she naturally dared not speak further.
Irene pulled out her chair and swiftly left the dining room.
The breakfast was shrouded in a strong tension throughout, Sophie Smith coughed slightly, trying to break the silent atmosphere.
"What happened with you and Irene last night?" she feigned indifference, as if asking about the most mundane matter.
"Nothing happened." He was economical with words, unwilling to elaborate.
He lost his appetite, took a few casual bites of breakfast, and drove off to work, leaving the spacious dining room with only her there.
Nanny Garcia approached and asked if she needed anything to drink.
"No, thank you, Nanny Garcia. I’ve had enough to eat." Sophie Smith got up, intending to leave, but as if remembering something, she walked back to Nanny Garcia.
"By the way, what exactly happened between Asher Land and Irene last night?"
"Well..." Nanny Garcia hesitated.
"Nanny Garcia, surely you’re not going to keep it from me?" Sophie Smith smirked, "If there’s a misunderstanding between Irene and Asher Land, I’ll talk to him about it."
Nanny Garcia understood Sophie Smith’s influence over Asher Land. Today’s situation indicated some unresolved conflict between him and Irene, and if Sophie Smith was willing to mediate...
"Actually, Miss Smith, please don’t mind what I say."
"Mm." Sophie Smith nodded, and Nanny Garcia began speaking in detail. After hearing her out, Sophie Smith’s expression gradually turned somber.
"Miss Smith, please trust the young master. He and Miss Irene truly are innocent in this."