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Chapter 391 Do I Owe You for Your Services?

Orion felt a wave of irritation wash over him and downed a few more drinks, trying to shake the feeling.

A young couple, still in the honeymoon phase of their relationship, sat at the same table, lost in their own little world. Their subtle touches and shared glances caught the eye of everyone around them, sparking envy among the singles. Orion glanced at Seraphina. He noticed her gaze lingered on a dish of sizzling prawns in front of her, but she hadn't touched it.

Without giving it any thought, he reached for his fork and picked up a shrimp. Then, he meticulously peeled the shrimp, discarding the shell and even removing the sand vein.

Everyone at the table watched with silent curiosity. So, Mr. Dros likes shrimp.

But just as quickly as the thought formed, it dissolved. Orion extended the peeled shrimp toward Seraphina, holding it right by her lips.

The crowd was stunned.

Oh, it turns out Ms. Cross likes shrimp.

Seraphina glanced down, momentarily surprised, before casting a calm, indifferent look in his direction. She didn't take the shrimp, nor did she lean forward to accept his offer. Instead, she smiled softly, leaning back into her chair, putting more distance between herself, his hand, and the shrimp.

Across the table, Aiden observed the exchange with amusement. It reminded him of a recent Instagram post Orion had shared. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. There's no other woman in the world that Orion would peel shrimp for.

"Ah, so

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you two really got back together?" Aiden ventured out, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Orion's hand froze in midair.

Everyone fell into a heavy silence, waiting for his response.

Seraphina's smile didn't falter, but it was cold.

""No, we didn't."

Aiden swallowed back the congratulations that had almost escaped his lips.

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He glanced at Orion, whose face had darkened. Aiden instantly regretted asking the question, wondering why he had to expose the delicate situation.

It was clear to everyone that Orion was deluding himself.

No one was more embarrassed than him at that moment.

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With a soft chuckle, Orion withdrew the shrimp, his expression unreadable as he looked at Seraphina. He tapped lightly against his chair.

Orion declared, "I'm working on it."

That's a bit too humble.

Everyone immediately grasped the complicated dynamic between the two.

"Mr. Dros, don't give up!"

"Yeah, we've got your back!"

Orion forced a faint smile, the alcohol starting to take effect. As he gazed at Seraphina's calm, composed demeanor, he couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness creeping in. He suddenly leaned in closer, his voice tinged with the slur of intoxication.

"We did spend the night together. Does that mean nothing to you?"

His voice, whispered, was loud enough for those nearby to hear.

Seraphina's previously calm demeanor cracked at the mention of that night, her annoyance bubbling to the surface.

Just thinking about the trouble he had caused her since then made her blood boil. There was something wrong with Orion's brain.

In all honesty, she should have broken his leg that night and abandoned him on the street.

Seraphina turned her head slightly, her gaze cool and detached. Though she hadn't touched a drop of alcohol, Orion couldn't shake the feeling that she appeared intoxicated. With a soft, attention-grabbing laugh, she broke the silence.

"It was just one night, right? Just for fun. You're not actually expecting me to pay you, are you?"

As she swirled the glass in her hand, her fingers were flawless, like a work of art.

If nothing had happened between them-even something they shared in bed-her response would have been the same.

He wanted people to misinterpret the situation?

Fine. This was her way of handling such a misunderstanding.

Yes, we spent the night together, but to me, you were nothing more than a hired boy toy.

The weight of her words was palpable and those who overheard the conversation wished they hadn't.

Those revelations were overwhelming, far too awkward for anyone to process.

Who would have the nerve to laugh at Orion's reiectin

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Aiden was visibly choked.

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He realized he had made a terrible mistake by trying to mediate. Aiden found himself in a tough spot.

It was painfully clear that these two were like oil and water-utterly incompatible.

The meal ended with the food hardly tasting like anything to anyone, but thankfully, there were no awkward silences. The evening wrapped up smoothly, and everyone was seen off without incident. Aiden busied himself with making sure the guests were sent off properly, while Seraphina and Orion remained in the room alone.

Seraphina picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Orion called out to her. His eyes followed her graceful back as he fought to contain his restless emotions.

"Do you know the difference between me and Aiden?" he asked.

Seraphina didn't respond, but her silence was enough of an answer.

Orion stood up and moved toward her.

"He's been with his wife for eight years. They're about to have their second child."

His voice was low and raspy, his gaze intense as it bore into her.

Seraphina couldn't understand; she needed to know all about this.

"And I'm single," Orion continued, his words dripping with bitterness. "You should pay more attention to

me."

There was an unmistakable jealousy in his voice.

Seraphina pursed her lips, glancing at him with thinly veiled exasperation before walking away.

Orion had made his stance perfectly clear, and she found him all the more irritating for it.

Outside, the wind picked up, carrying with it a light drizzle.

As soon as Seraphina stepped out, her driver approached with an umbrella in hand.

She never drove herself to social events; even when she wasn't drinking, she would never drive.

After Seraphina left, Aiden returned after finishing seeing off the last of the guests. He found Orion still sitting there, unmoving, a cigarette now between his fingers.

Aiden approached, giving Orion a consoling pat on the shoulder.

"Buddy," he sighed. "The road ahead doesn't look like it's going to be easy."