Chapter 824
"Here, Ms Mendoza, try this pomegranate juice I squeezed myself.â
Xenia poured a glass of juice for Ellinor with a grin and handed it to her, eager for her to have a
taste right away
Ellinor glanced at the red juice and smiled at Xenia, âThanks for the offer, but I can't have cold drinks
right now.â
Not getting what she wanted, Xenia laughed and said, âOh right, cold drinks could upset a girl's
stomach, my bad. Never mind, we have juice without ice in the kitchen. I'll have someone get it for
you.â
With that, Xenia turned and signaled a servant to fetch it from the kitchen.
At this moment, Byran stretched his hand over, âMom, give me the iced juice; I want something
cold.â
Xenia paused, looking at her son with an awkward expression. This kid was always complicating
things!
The juice was loaded with saffron, she wasn't sure if it would cause boys any harm if they drank it.
Feeling uneasy. Xenia didn't dare take the risk, as her son was her future in the Howard family
âUh, Byran, you're a boy, why are you drinking juice? Don't you see we have important guests?
You're a big boy now, you should follow in your father and brother's footsteps and try some wineâ
Byran actually wanted to try the wine, but he didn't dare!
He snuck a glance at Balfour next to him, but there was no need to ask for an answer, âMom, my
brother won't let me drink. I still have homework to do, so just give me the juice.â
Balfour didn't utter a word, surely Byran wouldn't dare to drink wine
Xenia, feeling helpless, had no choice but to hand over the juice to her son while whispering, âDonât
drink too much cold stuff, you donât want a stomachache messing up your homework, eat more
veggiesâ
Byran was a bit annoyed. "Yeah, yeah, I got itâ
Ellinor watched Xenia's every move, her mind was already made up
Soon, the servant brought over the remaining half jug of pomegranate juice. Xenia poured a glass
for Ellinor using a new cup.
âHere you go, Ms. Mendoza, this oneâs at room temperature; now you don't have to worry about it
being too cold. Have a taste?â
Ellinor looked at the vibrant pomegranate juice in Xenia's hand.
Seeing that Ellinor did not react, Xenia started feeling a bit uneasy, âMs. Mendoza, do you not even
like juice? Why don't you give it a try?â
Ellinor stood up to take the juice, âHow could I not like it? Thanks for going through all this trouble
for meâ
After seeing her accept the drink, Xenia sighed in relief, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction, âNo
need to be so formal! I didn't realize you were our guest at first, and I might have been a bit cold to
you. Consider this juice as my apologyâ
Ellinor was about to take a sip when she heard Xenia's last sentence. She put the juice down, âMrs.
Howard, if you say this is an apology, then as a young person, I cannot drink it
Just when she was about to reach her goal, Ellinor decided not to drink. Xenia was inwardly anxious
but still maintained her polite demeanor.
âMs. Mendoza, why are you afraid to drink it? If you don't, I can only assume you're still not willing
to forgive me!â