"Step inside, Tian," Egon motioned, creating space for his brother to enter the house.
Bastian's expression shifted, clearly taken aback by Adela's presence. "You were here?"
A wide smile spread across her face as she greeted him, "Hello, Tian."
As he advanced a few steps, his eyes scanned the table and the ambiance that had been carefully arranged. A touch of wistfulness seeped into his voice as he inquired, "Am I intruding?"
"Not at all!" Adela exclaimed, turning to Egon who wore an apologetic smile. "In fact, the Baroness is waiting outside for me. I should invite her in!"
Bastian furrowed his brow. "I didn't see anyone outside."
"Oh," Adela mirrored his frown, wondering where the Baroness had disappeared to. "Well, please have a seat! Egon cooked!"