Does he know her?

The soft glow of the chandelier bathed the private dining hall in a warm, golden hue. Having finished dinner in the serene ambiance, Aurora placed her napkin aside, preparing to leave. "Thank you for the dinner, Mr. Harper," she said politely, pushing back her chair. "I should get going now."

Just as she was about to rise, a small voice tugged at her resolve.

"Miss Smith… can't you stay a little longer?" Jenny pouted, her wide, twinkling eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I want to have dessert with you."

Aurora hesitated. She wasn't one to be easily swayed, but the sight of Jenny's baby-like face made her heart soften. Still, she had other matters to attend to.

Before she could decide, a deep, steady voice intervened.

"Jenny," Sebastian spoke, his tone firm yet gentle. "Miss Smith has other obligations. Don't trouble her."