Alpha Hayley's Destined Mate novel Chapter 730

An Assistant

Hayley’s POV:

It was as if Benjamin lived in a world apart from ours. He didn’t spare Vivian so much as a glance, instead,

focusing all his attention on slicing the steak on my plate with reticulous care. Once he finished, he gently

slid the pieces in front of me.

“This steak is top quality tonight. Try it,” Benjamin said with a soft smile.

I speared a piece, chewed thoughtfully, and swallowed. My eyes narrowed slightly as I smiled back at him. “You’re right. It’s excellent.”

Benjamin’s lips curled in quiet satisfaction. He didn’t say any more, simply lowered his gaze and continued his meal with elegant composure.

Only then did I turn my head to glance at the backyard. My voice was calm but carried authority as I instructed Steven, “If she wants to kneel, let her kneel. Don’t ruin her fun. Six, come back and eat.

Steven’s hostility melted away. He strode back to the table in three quick steps, ducking his head and leaning in close to whisper in my ear, “Next time, can you use a different nickname? I’m a financial shark, you know–give me a little dignity.

“No matter how you say it, it sounds like I’m just some errand boy!”

“Oh,” I replied, utterly unbothered.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Steven scowled at me, clearly annoyed.

“How about this–I’m a few years older than you, so you call me Bro. I’ll call you Sis from now on. Using names feels too formal, don’t you think?”

I ignored him completely.

Steven cleared his throat awkwardly, searching for a way out of the conversation.

Finally, my grandfather intervened to save him from embarrassment. “Mr. Lowe, let’s eat.”

“Sure thing!”

At the table, Steven was the only one truly enjoying the meal. The rest of us ate in silence, each lost in our own thoughts. Dinner felt even quieter than usual.

Afterward, Marie, one of the house staff, came in to clear the table. Suddenly, Vivian darted into the dining room, snatched the tray from Marie’s hands, and hurriedly started piling dishes onto it.

Marie stood by, looking bewildered, her eyes flicking to us for help.

“It’s fine. Let her do it,” I reassured her. “Just think of it as having an assistant. Take a break tor

“I’m just a house staff–why would I need an assistant?” Marie replied, flustered by the attention.

“You do. Don’t be so polite with her. She likes doing these things,” I said with a faint smile.

Marie nodded quietly and stepped aside.

11:17 Mon, 9 Jun

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