Faced with the young man's provocation, Alan remained indifferent. He had just arrived in the imperial capital—there was no need to make too many enemies right away.
However, Carter, standing beside him, couldn't tolerate such taunts. Just as he was about to defend his big brother, Alan raised a hand to stop him.
Alan then took a step forward, calmly looking up at Audrey on the second floor.
"Miss Audrey, as far as I know, we have no prior connection. I think it would be best if you offered this dinner invitation to one of the many other outstanding young men here."
With that, Alan prepared to leave with Isabella.
Audrey pouted, feigning grievance. "Alan, are you leaving so soon? Do you mean to say that I'm not worthy of dining with you?"
The moment she spoke, the already-hostile guests in the hall grew visibly more enraged.
Audrey was their perfect goddess!
Dining with her was a dream opportunity that countless men longed for.
Yet Alan had rejected her so outrightly?!
