Madeline's heart skipped a beat.
Why did his tone sound so strange?!
It sounded like a husband questioning his unfaithful wife!
Bah! What was she thinking?!
Madeline swept away all the distracting thoughts in her mind. She lifted her chin and gestured to the dining table. "We haven't eaten yet Mr. Astor. Anyways, it's also not good for you to suddenly visit, right?"
What she meant was that he was interrupting their meal, and that he and his son should leave now.
Augustus' gaze landed on the dining table. There were four home-cooked dishes on the table. They looked nice and… rather appetizing.
He nodded expressionlessly. "What a coincidence, Hugo and I haven't eaten as well."
"…" Madeline looked at him with a smile that wasn't quite there. "I didn't expect Mr. Astor to not only be capable, but also have an extraordinarily thick skin."
Augustus raised an eyebrow. "Are you praising me?"
