That man was elegantly eating breakfast, every movement exuding nobility. Rebecca mentally rolled her eyes at Zachary.

Eddie stood beside him and nodded at Rebecca. "Mrs. Adams, please have a seat."

Rebecca pressed her lips together, but just as she was about to sit, Zachary coldly interjected, "Who said she could sit?"

Rebecca and Eddie exchanged glances, and Eddie apologetically said, "Mr. Adams, I'd better wait outside." The situation didn't look good—better to slip ...