Chapter 1067
Maja was too engrossed in savoring her food to pay any heed to the drama unfolding around her.
On the other hand, Ian was propped on one hand, grinning at her, apparently finding delight in watching
her eat.
Maja had polished off half of her food when Ian stopped her with a gentle nudge of his finger.
"Cold food, go easy on it. You don''t want a stomach ache."
Reluctantly, she put it down.
With an air of nonchnce, Ian reached for a nearby napkin, took her hand, and started wiping her
fingers, treating them like delicate pieces of art.
He was so engrossed that he failed to notice curious eyes on him. Equally engrossed in watching him,
Maja was oblivious to the hushed whispers around them.
It was only after a long pause that Ryan broke the silence.
"Cousin, Tyler told me Fitch called you, but you didn''t answer. He asked you to return his call."
Ian had missed the conversation as he was still attending to Maja''s hands, but Ryan''s words directed
everyone''s attention towards them.
Surprise, jealousy, and disbelief were etched on their faces.
Ian pampering Maja just because she had eaten a crab had left everyone bbergasted. What spell
had Maja cast on him?
Judith, grinding her teeth in anger, felt her blood boiling.
Her proimed affection for Ian was being trampled upon by Ian''s overt affection for Maja in front of
everyone, an affront to her status as the Sanders family''s princess!
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"Can''t she wipe her own hands? She''s not a child!" she spat.
Her words broke the silence.
Ian neatly folded the used napkin and tossed it into a nearby trash can, retorting, "None of your
business."
His blunt reply left Judith momentarily speechless.
Dn decided to step in.
"Mr. Raymond, my sister didn''t mean to offend. I heard the Raymond Corporation is expanding into the
film industry. Our families are likely to coborate in the future."
His words escted the situation to a business level.
Ian leaned back, his gaze meeting Dn''s.
"Mr. Sanders, you want to protect your sister. I want to protect my woman. There''s a saying, ''He who
stirs first is the scoundrel.'' Maja has been quiet tonight, and she didn''t initiate any conversation with
your sister. If your sister can keep her mouth shut, I believe we can coexist peacefully."
Just as he finished speaking, Maja''s phone rang. It was an unknown number.
She stood up, patting Ian''s shoulder, "I need to take this call. Let it go, and I don''t think Mr. Sanders is a
bad guy."
Her words made Ian grimace. He huffed and crossed his arms, his eyes colder.
Dn, having his first close encounter with Ian, was taken aback. He had only heard about Ian during
his investigations in North America.
But most of Ian''s past remained a mystery. No one knew how Ian, barely a teenager, had taken over
the underground fighting arena.
Dn wasn''t fond of verbal confrontations, especially considering Judith''s genuine affection for Ian,
which put him at a disadvantage.
Seeing Dn''s furrowed brows, Tyler quickly intervened.
"There''s a poker room inside. Shall we y a game, Ian? It''ll be fun."
So, while everyone continued their meal, Tyler led Ian to the adjacent poker room.
The room was surrounded byrge windows and filled with lush nts, offering an excellent ambiance.
Several other men joined them, with Ian taking one of the seats and, surprisingly, Dn sitting next to
him.
Tyler brought another man, and the four of them began to y poker.
But Judith insisted on meddling, standing by Dn''s side, instructing him on which card to y.
Dn, patient as ever, tapped her forehead with a finger, "You talk the most in this room."
Judith promptly sat beside him, hence sandwiching herself between Ian and Dn.
After exchanging a few words with Dn, she turned to Ian, her eyes twinkling, "Ian, what card do you
need?"
The stranger on the other side chuckled, "Ms. Sanders seems to have a soft spot for Mr. Raymond."
Judith blushed, "Of course, my feelings for him are genuine."