Chapter 16

She shot a death glare at Braylee before leaving the banquet without a word. In the meantime, Alfred led Braylee and Cara to his private lounge. "Alfred, this is a present from Mercede. She wished you a happy birthday." Braylee handed the gift over to Alfred. Actually, today was not only an ordinary banquet but Alfred's birthday banquet. She was one of the few who knew it was his birthday. "Please pass on my thanks to her and send her my regards." Alfred unwrapped the gift in front of Braylee. It was a Brown Betty teapot handmade by Mercede. Although it was not of great value, he couldn't help but let out a heartfelt smile when his eyes met Mercede's signature engraved at the bottom of the teapot. He put the gift aside and turned to face Cara, picking up their conversation interrupted by the commotion just now. "Cara, as you can see, I am past my prime. With regards to what you've said just now, I think I can't be of much help."