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Griffon led Taya to the top floor of the hotel.

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It was a French restaurant. Sitting there, they had a panoramic view of the nighttime scenery.

He seemed to have booked the entire restaurant. There was a group of waiters in tuxedos and bow ties, serving only them.

The energetic French manager, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, sat down on the terrace in front of them. He leaned over and handed them an extremely luxurious menu. Griffon took it and placed it in front of Taya. "What do you want to eat, Taya?"

Taya opened the menu. When she saw that it was all in French, she looked a bit constipated.

She couldn't understand it at all. A subconscious trace of embarrassment appeared on her fair face, and her flustered hands tucked her hair behind her hair.

Griffon, who was sitting across from her, quickly stretched out his fingers to take the menu,

He didn't know what she liked to eat, so he wanted her to order for herself. However, it seemed that he hadn't been considerate enough.

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Griffon felt a little guilty. He glanced at Taya, but didn't say anything.

He turned his head to the French manager and used English to order. After ordering the appetizer and the main course, he looked at Taya again. "Taya, do you want macarons or egg tarts for dessert?"

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her a choice in an attempt to divert her attention so

She whispered, "Egg tarts..."

sweet, and egg tarts happened

the menu and

few flickering candles shone dimly on their

was wearing a white shirt

sofa. With a pair of deep eyes that seemed to hold constellations in them, he stared at the woman across from him. Taya kept her head down. She stared

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word. Perhaps it was the environment that made her feel

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a while, then suddenly raised his hand and snapped

"Yes, sir?"

a few words to the manager in French this time, which Taya didn't understand. Moments later, however, a famous cellist came to

come over. He simply nodded to them,

and relaxing music could be heard, which made Taya's tense

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longer on edge, Griffon raised his fingers. He grabbed

as if he was holding a treasure that he was reluctant to let

waiters

head to eat quietly, Griffon made a mental note

get frustrated with her and wage a cold

which was a pity.

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