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.

Who is he? I just can’t

with Josie’s maternal instincts. She stepped forward, gently pulling Mallory away and apologizing, “I’m sorry, my friend didn’t mean it. She’s a

who had ordered a large amount of food, sat at the table with a listless look on

asked her, “What’s

icy gaze from earlier. This can’t be… How can I possibly be intimidated

when she looked up, she still saw the

desperately trying to find a reason for

her for her lack of manners but then let

that the Olsen family has made a great effort to find you. If possible, I hope you can give them a chance.

topic of her grandfather came up, Josie lowered

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

sound was crisp and piercing, a clear indication that something had been thrown with incredible force. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows by the street, one

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