"Tristan, where is your wife? Didn't Sophia join us for breakfast this morning?" Aurora asked, who at that time was spreading blueberry jam on the wheat bread she was holding.

Tristan immediately rotated his eyeballs, looking for his wife's whereabouts. The last time he saw her, he believed Sophia was in front of the dressing table, polishing her make-up. But it's been 30 minutes; why isn't it over yet?

"I think he's still in the room," said the man.

"Check it out, Tristan. Invite Sophia to have breakfast together," Raphael asked before the man took a sip of the coffee in his hand.

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