"Mr. Stuart, it's been a long time since we last met. Here's a toast to you." Thomas Emiliano took his eyes off Emily Walker, poured himself a cup of wine, then lifted it towards Baron Stuart with a light smile at the corner of his mouth.
Baron Stuart, however, didn't even glance at him and continued to focus on taking care of Emily Walker's meal, as if she were a child at that moment.
With no response from him, Thomas Emiliano's hand holding the wine glass naturally remained stiff in midair.
Graham Berkeley, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but feel puzzled upon seeing this.
Although Baron Stuart's status and influence were not to be underestimated, Thomas Emiliano also had considerable power in C. Was Baron Stuart not even going to give him face?
Seeing the atmosphere growing tense, Graham Berkeley reluctantly stepped in to make a light joke, attempting to break the stalemate.
"Mr. Cairo, I'll also toast to you——"
