Lil Millet was the only person eating at the table even though there were three other people with him.
The anger boiling within Iris was eating away her appetite because Quentin remained stoically nonchalant and that did not give her any opportunities to argue with him.
It felt to her as if she was not getting her frustration out from punching a bag of cotton.
Silas had been coaxing her to eat but she would politely decline his offer. “Thanks, but I’m not hungry. Help yourself to the food.”
This was the first time he had the opportunity to eat such lavish food and it would be a waste of money if he gave up on them. He was trying to get Iris to eat with him as it would be less embarrassing for him but Iris refused no matter what he said. He eventually caved in and began eating despite his embarrassment.
Meanwhile, Quentin was not touching the food either.
He had been sullenly sipping his tea without eating anything from the moment he entered, staring out with an enigmatic and unre