Josie, noticing the waiter’s disbelief, felt a bit embarrassed. She tugged at Mallory’s sleeve. “Aren’t you being impolite?”

“In these times, one can never be too cautious.”

After Mallory finished speaking, the waiter slightly lifted his head unexpectedly, revealing his eyes previously concealed under the baseball cap. His pitch-black pupils carried a hidden sharpness that resembled the flash of a blade being unsheathed. Just like that, he stared directly at Mallory.

Suddenly, Mallory felt her legs weaken.

Why does an ordinary waiter like him have such an intense gaze?

The atmosphere grew tense. Josie wanted to intervene and defuse the situation, but all she heard was the waiter straining his voice to the point of distortion, gritting his teeth as he replied to Mallory, “I have a skin condition.”

Mallory stood rooted to the spot, wondering why the voice sounded so familiar to her.

is he? Who is he? I just

Josie’s maternal instincts. She stepped forward, gently pulling Mallory away and apologizing, “I’m sorry, my

amount of food,

her,

This can’t be… How can I possibly be intimidated by the gaze

up, she still saw the

complex stare, desperately trying to find a

lack of

find you. If possible, I hope you can give them a chance. If your grandfather were still alive, he would have wanted

grandfather came up, Josie lowered her

was always from high society. Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass echoed from the

thrown with incredible force. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows by the street,

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