Chapter 395

Zephyr paused and narrowed his eyes at Rowan. “Why are you fretting about whether I keep her company or not?” “You—” “Aren’t you poking your nose into business that’s not yours, Mr. Irwin?” Zephyr’s tone hardened as his eyes gleamed coldly. What surprised him, however, was that Rowan’s expression dimmed, and a wash of dejection flashed across his face. “Yeah, I shouldn’t be caring so much.” Rowan muttered to himself and chuckled rather self-deprecatingly as he walked out, “Who am I to…” Zephyr watched him leave with a confused face. What did the sly old fox want? Whatever it was, he must not get close to Cordelia. Zephyr left the room briskly. The recital at the deck had come to a close. The guests were clinking glasses, and it was merry. Cordelia stood at the bow, away from the crowd, as she watched them with a smile. “Cordelia, why are you here alone?” Josiah jogged over giddily and passed her a glass of wine. “Z’s not keeping you company?” “I called him just now. He’ll