Erin coughed a few times as her throat was still burning.
It took her a while to return to normal, and she looked at Henry, who had been watching her with amusement on his face.
She thought Henry must've seen her as quirky and cute because she accidentally choked on the meat and emptied the full glass of wine.
Thus, with her cheeks that had been tinted red, she lowered her head shyly and said, "I'm sorry that I don't look elegant, Mr. Grant. I'm not like the other girls in Los Angeles. I come from a small town and we're not taught to act elegant and pretentious."
"Oh really? You're not taught to act courteously? I thought a woman from a small conservative town must've been taught to be an elegant woman her whole life," Henry sneered. "Are you sure it's not just you? Because I had breakfast, lunch and dinner with Kate many times before, and she is pretty elegant and neat."
