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"Hurry up, dear.

" Jane's voice sounded, breaking Sylvia's reverie as she gawked at the picture-perfect family portrait.

nBoth Mikel and the special guest had not yet arrived, but they had to start arranging the silverware and the dinner plates.

nSylvia neatly folded the cloth napkins, while Jane went around placing the silverware and the plates.

nEven though there were only two or probably three parties dining tonight, the duo still made sure to carefully set up all the seats at the huge dining table.

nAfter making sure all the cutleries were lined accurately, Jane then started arranging the various dishes around the table.

nShe carefully took out each one and placed it near the head of the table, rather than the center so that the guests could easily reach them if they wanted to.

nSometimes, they preferred the dishes being served to them, while at other times, they preferred some privacy.

nHence Jane arranged extra servings on the table as well, apart from keeping some with her on the trolley, taking into account all the possibilities.

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"Huff! Almost done!

" The woman took a breath, carefully checking everything one more time.

nAll of this was very new to Sylvia and she couldn't help but wonder who this extremely special guest was.

nJust from Jane's nervousness and anxiety, she could tell that the person was going to be somewhat nitpicky and hard to please.

nPerhaps a noblewoman? Sylvia guessed.

nAnd bingo… she was right on the money!

nJust as she arranged the last napkin, Sylvia could hear voices outside the dining hall.

nBefore she could figure out what they were talking about, Jane ushered her into a corner, she as well, standing right next to her.

"Come here. Fast.

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nThe two then bowed their heads and waited in the background as if they didn't exist.

nSoon, a woman's sweet voice drifted into the hall, reaching Sylvia's ears.

"You are so kind, your highness~~

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nThis was followed by a familiar chuckle, that sent shivers down Sylvia's spine.

nHowever, the man who entered right after seemed entirely different than the version whom she knew of.

nMikel was dressed in a crisp black jacket and a neat white shirt, giving him a very formal look.

nAt the same time, his top two shirt buttons were undone, revealing a part of his muscular chest, making him look more inviting and easy to approach.

nBut that was not what caught Sylvia's attention. She was rather taken aback by the man's demeanor as she had never experienced this side of his.

nMikel wore a charming smile on his lips, his sweet gestures gentle and honey-dripping.

nThe way he moved, his smile, his eyes that obliged the woman next to him with his full attention, everything was gentlemanly.

nThis coupled with his high cheekbones and his alluring features, even made Sylvia dazed for a second.

nThe man was the perfect image of a handsome charming prince and he was the complete opposite of how he had always been with her.

nSylvia rolled her eyes, with her eyeballs almost hitting the back of her head.

nThe man's cheerful and gentle smile was too irritating to see because she knew exactly how fake it was.

nAs Mikel walked into the dining hall, chatting and laughing with his companion for the evening, Sylvia quickly bowed her head back, not daring to stare at him any longer.

nAfter all, what he did or how he behaved had nothing to do with her.

nThe man had obviously noticed her gaze on him, but he didn't spare her a single glance and continued paying attention only to the woman next to him.

nSylvia lifted her head again out of curiosity and took a slight peak at the woman standing next to Mikel.

nShe looked quite enchanting with a slender figure and attractive brown eyes.

nAnd judging from the dress she wore, she was definitely someone with a high status in society, probably hailing from a rich noble family or perhaps even a royal family.

nThe two looked extremely compatible and well suited standing next to each other, like a golden couple made in heaven.

nAs they walked over to the dining table, Mikel politely pulled the chair back for the woman to sit, with a sweet smile on his lips.

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"My lady…

" He lightly bowed with a playful smirk, which from the looks of it made the woman very pleased. She was visibly blushing.

nMikel then turned around, walking over to the head of the table, his gaze lingering on the women in the background for a fraction of a second, but this was enough to churn Sylvia's stomach.

nSo creepy! She shuddered, still unable to digest the man's fake gentlemanly mannerisms.

nShe wondered how the special guest, the good-looking rich woman, was falling for such an obvious act!

nWell, it was none of her business. So she silently continued observing them from the corner of her eyes, in a not so obvious manner.

nNot long after, two other maids entered the dining hall, joining her and Jane, also becoming a part of the backdrop.

nSylvia didn't recognize them and so she assumed that they were perhaps servants of the special guest.

nBreaking her thoughts, Mikel's honey dripping voice, once again sounded.

"Shall we begin dining, Lady Priscella?

" He cocked his head to a side and hummed.

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"Yes, your highness.

" The woman nodded, smiling sweetly in return.

nMikel then returned her smile and raised his hand without looking back, making Jane immediately come forward.

nShe quickly began serving the first course for the golden couple.

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"Ah… It smells good as always.

" Lady Priscella scooped a spoonful of soup and winked at Jane in a familiar way.

nJane didn't dare reply to her, only silently bowing in return.

nMikel as well nodded and started eating, his hands elegantly scooping up the soup, mouthful after mouthful.

nThe two exchanged smiling glances and everything looked pleasant and peachy, making Sylvia wonder why Jane was so terrified…

nThe lady was clearly interested in winning Mikel's affection and Mikel as well seemed to be entertaining her just as she pleased.

nWasn't everything as it should be? What could possibly go wrong? Sylvia didn't understand.

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