"That's right. A family should be friendly."
Belle, who was sitting on the right-hand side of Dr. Charles, also said, raising her glass and smiling apologetically.
"Just now, I didn't know the rules and made a noise at the dining table. I will drink a little more as an apology. I hope you don't take it to heart. Let's eat and drink."
As soon as Belle finished speaking, the atmosphere at the table was dampened.
Fortunately, Belle didn't say anything too arrogant this time, and no one refuted her.
The two old men in the main seats broke the deadlock first.
"That's right. It's better to be friendly."
"Yes, let's have a good meal. Let's not talk about anything else. Come and have a taste of Cierra's cooking. I didn't have enough last night."
Because of the delicious food, the depressing atmosphere at the table finally dissipated a lot.