Chapter 2091
Chapter 2091
On the other end of the room, a bottle of Cabe Sauvignon sat unopened, its intended recipient
clearly beyond doubt.
“This… I don’t think you are the type to be all spooked by a ckout. With the candlelit dinner you’ve
prepared, you seem rather at ease, don’t you?”
It was obvious that Giselle had gone to great lengths-just for a dinner for two, she hadid out a
veritable feast.
Alyssa’s lips curled with irony. “Even with a ckout, you managed to whip up a feast. You truly are a
domestic goddess.”
Though Giselle felt a twinge of awkwardness, she didn’t miss a beat to sell herself, “On the days when
work isn’t hectic, I love toe home, whip up a meal, and experiment with recipes. My culinary skills
aren’t half bad.”
Giselle thought, surely with a spread like this, the old dame would have to look at her with new respect.
Alyssa suddenly asked, “Such a grand spread. Giselle, who are you cooking for?”
Giselle fidgeted with her hair awkwardly, “This… it’s just for me. You know, I’m hardly ever home, so I
cook in bulk and freeze it. That way, it’s fresh when I get back, and I don’t have to fuss.”
Alyssa surveyed the modest apartment, “Seems like you have quite the ir for romance. A candlelit
dinner for one?”
Giselle’s face turned a shade paler, “Uh… it’s the ckout! Madam, why hasn’t Balfour shown up yet?
He knows about the power cut and said he’d drop by to check on me.”
Alyssa scoffed, “A sudden ckoutte at night, and you should be calling the property management
or an electrician, not a married man! What’s the big idea, calling Balfour in the dead of night? To keep
youpany? I’ve always believed that youngdies should have self-respect. Chasing after a man
like that, throwing yourself at him-I’ve seen too little of that to understand
it.”
Under the flickering candlelight, Giselle’s face looked particrly distressed.
“Madam… you misunderstand, Giselle stammered. “That’s not what I meant. I was just scared and
wanted a friend to help.”
Even now, Giselle was treating Alyssa as if she were a fool.
“I’m curious, what exactly do you take me for? Do I look easy to fool? Giselle, I’ve eaten more salt than
you have walked roads. What games
do you think you’re ying with me?”
Giselle still feigned ignorance, “Madam, I truly don’t grasp your meaning. Maybe we should call Balfour;
he can clear this up!”
“Oh, don’t tell me you actually think Balfour agreed toe?” Alyssa’s smile was cold. “I’ve said it
before, no one besides me likely knows about your power outage.”
“What? Impossible! Balfour definitely replied to my message.” Giselle’s face was a mask of disbelief.
Alyssa’s expression was pregnant with subtlety, as if watching a private joke unfold, “Don’t wait up for
him, dear. He won’t being. Today’s Ivy’s ovtion day; they’re probably busy at home trying for a
grandchild for me. Do you really think he’s got the time to entertain you?”
Giselle’s face grew even more wretched, her hands clenched into fists uncontrobly.
She stepped back aimlessly, the dim light of the candles making thevish table seem all the more
pitiful.
“Giselle,st time at our ce, you saw how Balfour and Ivy got on-they’re happy together, and you’re
not someone who can intrude on that. If you’ve forgotten my warning, let me remind you. We’re quite
taken with Ivy, and it’s rare to find a granddaughter-inw who hits it off with us so well. We wouldn’t
entertain someone like you wrecking things willy-nilly. Think about your acting career, dear. If you want
to keep ying roles, you’d best behave.”
Alyssa’s face was expressionless as she issued her warning.
If Giselle would rather give up her acting career to be with Balfour, Alyssa might actually think more
highly of her.
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But no sooner had she spoken, Giselle’s attitude shifted entirely.
“Madam, I think there’s been some mistake. My rtionship with Balfour ispletely above board.
The reason I called him
during the ckout is precisely because our rtionship is transparent, and I trust in Balfour’s
character. If it were anyone else, I would never have asked.”