Roxanne lowered her gaze, recomposed herself, and suppressed her anger. Looking up, she gave him an indifferent look. "I don't know what I can offer to compensate you. I saw a nice-looking café this afternoon. Mr. Farwell, would you like a cup of coffee?"
"I'm okay with that."
He slowly released her wrist. His fingers grazed her skin as he did so, causing Lucian's eyes to darken slightly. He let go, subconsciously clenching his fist.
The café Roxanne mentioned was in the same building as their hotel—the same one she'd seen earlier that afternoon when they were lost. She chose it not for its uniqueness, but because it was the only place she could think of.
They entered the café. A waitress approached. "Do you have a reservation?"
Roxanne shook her head and glanced around. It was dinnertime, the peak hour for couples, and the café was almost full.
Fortunately, the spacious café had relatively few tables, providing ample privacy. Roxanne spotted a table near the window becoming vacant and headed towards it, followed by the waitress, whose eyes lit up.
The café, a high-end establishment in Bellridge, catered mainly to the wealthy and celebrities. The waitress, though accustomed to seeing many customers, had never encountered a couple quite like Roxanne and Lucian. Their striking looks and unique presence captivated her.
After seating them, the waitress had the table cleared and presented the menu. "We have a popular couples' set menu. Would you like that?"
Roxanne and Lucian were startled. Lucian looked expectantly at Roxanne, who paused mid-menu perusal. She smiled faintly at the waitress. "No, thank you. We're not a couple."
She lowered her head and continued browsing, eventually ordering only for herself and handing the menu to Lucian. "Mr. Farwell, order whatever you like. Don't be polite; I can afford the coffee." Still upset by her denial, Lucian simply said to the waitress, "I'll have the same."
The waitress nodded and left, sneaking glances at them from the corner. Even though she denied it, they look so well-suited! she thought. A perfect match!
Later, delivering their drinks, the waitress, outwardly calm, was internally ecstatic. They look even better up close!
Roxanne's light makeup enhanced her delicate features, making her appear almost celebrity-like. Lucian's sharp features, tall stature, and authoritative aura completed the image of a perfect pair.
Roxanne, of course, was oblivious to the waitress's thoughts. The alcohol was beginning to affect her; her reactions were always slower than others. However, feeling it inappropriate to leave under the pretense of illness—and fearing Lucian's mockery—she suppressed her discomfort and sipped her coffee.