Chapter 602

The waiter brought out a new dish. Noticing that Amelia hadn't been eating much, Xyla said gently, "Ms. Joyce, you should try this, it's their signature dish. It's pretty good." "She doesn't like the taste of cilantro." The moment Vince said that, the entire table fell silent. All eyes turned to him. Sure enough, the dish was garnished with finely chopped cilantro. Xyla blinked, momentarily caught off guard. Her gaze flickered to Vince as if trying to process her confusion. "Vince, you sure know a lot about Ms. Joyce's preferences." She kept her tone as light and natural as possible, even adding a touch of playfulness. But deep down, a tension settled in her chest. Did he know her eating habits that well? Hadn't Amelia said they weren't that close? A nagging feeling crept into Xyla's mind like she was missing something important. And the more she thought about it, the stronger her unease grew. Vince had spoken without thinking. The moment the words left his mouth, he felt the