Chapter 527

Chapter 527:
They brought in sashimi served on a ship-shaped platter. Crushed ice filled the center, and all kinds of top-grade sashimi were evenly sliced and arranged on the ice.
Erica, not one to adhere strictly to rules or etiquette, picked up her fork and ate the sashimi with it.
She then nodded in satisfaction and picked up another piece. “Sure enough, the sashimi at this restaurant tastes the best,” she mused happily. Gesturing to the sashimi, she urged Sigrid, “Come on. Try it. It’s really good.”
Sigrid nodded and picked up her fork. At the same time, she replied, “Mrs. Lopez, I don’t intend to leave. You should know my feelings for Milton.”
Erica paused. Since Sigrid had made her feelings clear, there was no longer a need for evasion. She took a deep breath and said carefully, “Sigrid, you and Milton used to study at the same university, which means you’ve known each other for quite some time now.”
Sigrid covered her mouth and smiled. “Yes. It takes seven years to earn a master’s and a doctorate, so about that long. But Milton was usually very busy back then. He had to balance his studies, research projects, and the family business. We rarely hung out.”
She picked up a piece of sushi, dipped it in mustard, and placed it in her mouth. Then, she chewed it slowly, savoring the smooth texture of the rice and its crisp taste. Her eyes lit up with delight.
“The food here is really delicious, Mrs. Lopez. I’ll definitely come here more often in the future. I’ve been living abroad for a long time and rarely get to enjoy food like this. Coming back to Ploville has been a dream so far. In fact, I don’t feel like leaving anymore.”
With a smile, Erica picked up a king crab leg whose shell had been cut in the middle. With a light pull, she exposed the crab’s flesh and handed it to Sigrid. “But there’s seafood like this abroad too.”
Sigrid took the food gracefully and replied, “That’s true. Thank you, Mrs. Lopez.”
Erica continued, “You and Milton have known each other for seven years. Why haven’t you dated before?”
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At Erica’s blunt question, Sigrid nearly choked on her food. After a few moments of clearing her throat and sipping water, she looked at Erica and answered, “We really didn’t have time for dating during those seven years, Mrs. Lopez. Milton and I were both too busy carving our own paths. I spent a lot of my time on creation and art shows every day. I didn’t pay much attention to relationships, and I think Milton was the same. But time flies. I’m not getting any younger. My career has reached its peak, and I’ve proven myself to my family. Maybe it’s time to think about settling down.”
She was almost thirty, and the anxiety was beginning to set in. Milton had stayed in the same country with her for a long time, but she had rarely seen him. Since he returned to Ploville, she had become more and more flustered. She couldn’t wait any longer, so she had used the excuse of transformation to…
Sigrid entered the design world, with her mother paving the way for her to work for the Royal Garden Corporation, and returned to Ploville.
For a little while, Erica ate in silence, lost in thought. Suddenly, she put down her fork, raised her head, and fixed her gaze on Sigrid.
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