"Don't go."
Grabbing onto him, I turned around and looked at Theo with a determined expression. "Neil's my guest. You're not allowed to chase him away."
Looking at me with displeasure in his eyes, Theo then threw a glare at Neil who was behind me before turning around and entering the room without saying anything.
I poked my head out and saw that Theo had already entered the room. Thus, I turned around and winked at Neil. "Let's go."
I led Neil into the dining room. He looked at a table filled with food and said to me, "Did you cook all of this?"
"Yes. Quick, take a seat. I'll go grab some cutlery."
"Then, let me help too," Neil said and was about to follow me into the kitchen but I stopped him.
"No need for that. Just sit down." I shot him a look, asking him to interact with Theo more before entering the kitchen.
I deliberately took my time to give them more time to interact with one another.
However, Theo's voice came booming not long after, "Do you need that long to grab the cutlery?"
"I'm coming."
It looked like that failed.
Cutlery in hand, I left the kitchen. Although they were seated facing one another, Theo was not looking at Neil at all. They were more like enemies than strangers.
"Let's eat."
I watched Theo's face while we ate and saw that he still had his poker face on. He was neither smiling nor angry.
It seemed that there was still a long way to go before Theo could come to accept Neil.
"Neil, please help yourself to more."
"I definitely will. The food is delicious. President Grant is a lucky man," Neil said as he shot a glance at Theo.
Sitting beside Theo, I nudged him, "You should reply to someone even if it's just out of courtesy."
Theo only looked at Neil when he heard this. "Yes. But I hope there won't be a next time."
He might as well have said nothing.
We were enveloped in an air of awkwardness, so I tried to break it. "Eat. Enjoy yourselves."
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