Chapter Fifty-Six

Catherine'S POV

As I sat at the dining table with Alpha Philips, the silence between us was palpable. The whole table was covered with food like it was a small party for ten grown men. Despite knowing we wouldn't go halfway through the food, Philips still insisted we were served that way.

The food set on the table was a delicious spread of meats, vegetables, and bread. The meats were cooked to perfection, with a crispy golden-brown crust on the outside and a juicy, tender interior. The vegetables were fresh and crisp, with vibrant colors that caught the light. There were platters of roasted carrots, green beans, and Brussels sprouts. The bread was freshly baked, with a warm and fluffy texture.

The centerpiece of the table was a large platter of succulent roast beef, surrounded by smaller dishes of glazed ham, roast chicken, and grilled sausage. The aroma of the meats was mouth-watering and they were all accompanied by rich, savory gravies and sauces.

The table was also set with large