Chapter 707:

Soon after, the owner came over with their wine first. Elyse lifted the glass to her nose and inhaled deeply. The enticing aroma made her eager to taste it.

Suddenly, a cold sensation of danger brushed against her back.

Startled, Elyse scanned the room cautiously for any signs of threat.

Irving, with his wine in hand, noticed her actions and asked, “What’s going on?”

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Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Elyse responded, a bit disheartened, “It’s nothing. I just felt like I was being watched.”

Irving gave her a quick look and teased, “You’re all bundled up. Who’d notice your pretty face?”

Elyse gritted her teeth. “That’s not what I meant.”

the window and said, “It’s quite cold today. Looks like it

of snow on the ground. We

isn’t there something special about

him, both stunned and curious. “Irving, you really

another sip

sense of killing intent enveloped her back

around. The

she just being overly sensitive or

oblivious to her discomfort, was still gazing out

distracted by the sound of piano music

drawn to the

turned her head curiously toward the music. The pianist was a man donned in a knitted hat and a green checkered scarf, his face nearly

recognized the

encouraged by the wine, Elyse approached the pianist and asked, “Hello,

looked up, his eyes reflecting surprise and shyness, and murmured, “What

you play ‘He’s A

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