Chapter 831 Unsuallt Colored Gemstones

• Hayley's POV:
• Truman arched a brow, a playful grin spreading across his face. "If even Mr. Southwell defers to you, what's left for me to prove? I'd rather join you and sample that renowned coffee."
• As we turned to leave, a distinguished elderly man with silver hair tied neatly back and dressed in a tailored tailcoat emerged from the crowd. He approached with measured grace and inquired politely, "Ms. Carson, mind if I join you for coffee?"