My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage
Chapter 175

The room’s tension lifted as everyone interpreted Elijah’s words as making peace.

A collective sigh rippled through the group, shoulders relaxing and glances exchanged in quiet gratitude.

Oscar was quick to break the ice, encouraging everyone to dig in.

“Give today’s specials a try.

In addition to our chef from Hico, we’ve also got a new expert in Bridgan cuisine onboard.

The seafood is freshly flown in today—it’s superb.”

Aspyn cradled her bowl, using it to obscure most of her face while she stole furtive glances at Elijah.

The man before her moved with a languid, almost mesmerizing elegance, his every gesture like a subtle performance of quiet authority and noble refinement.

Even while dining, he maintained an air of sophistication.

His charm eclipsed even Asher’s!

As she pondered over her future with a partner more dazzling than her beloved stat, Aspyn felt a sweetness envelop her heart, as if it were bathed in honey.

Imaginary scenes from numerous romantic dramas flickered through her thoughts.

Moments later, Oscar unveiled his prized stash of homemade liquor, the glint in his eye hinting at its special significance.

Upon tasting, everyone lavished praise on it, exclaiming, “This is the real deal, strong enough!”

One of his colleagues added, with a sycophantic smile, “This is Mr.

Gray’s exclusive reserve, crafted from only the choicest ingredients.

Without a VIP like Mr.

James here, we wouldn’t even get a sip.

It’s our good fortune that you’re here.”

The head of the construction firm, his cheeks tinged pink from alcohol, chuckled heartily as he hoisted his drink, “Oysters and this exceptional liquor… today truly is a feast of champions! Although Foxfire County might be quaint, it’s brimming with beautiful women.

We know a great club.

How about it, Mr.

James? Care to join us for a bit of fun tonight?”

Elijah’s response was less enthusiastic.

He barely sipped from his raised glass before he set it down with a thud, sending droplets flying across the table.

The bustling energy of the room suddenly vanished; even the film crew at three nearby tables broke off their conversations and turned to stare.