Grace looked at Shawn. He was wearing a white high-neck sweater, a long coat, a cap, and a mask. The outfit added a touch of gentleness to him.

"Mr. Griffin, are you afraid of the cold?"

Shawn looked straight ahead. "Very much."

Grace nodded in understanding.

There was a stretch of road leading to the venue's entrance. Grace didn't know what to say. Shawn saw through her and asked, "Do you feel awkward to see me?"

"No. I just thought you wouldn't come to such a noisy occasion. It's a bit unexpected."

"I used to like lively events."

"I couldn't tell. People who open teahouses usually like quiet, right?"

"You drink tea too. Do you like quiet?"

Grace buried her face in her scarf and smiled awkwardly. "No, I don't like quiet. I also like lively events."

mask. "Do

"Of course not."

she hadn't seen his face, his eyes were bright, and he seemed energetic. He

always call me Mr.

why, but you give me the feeling

a bit

"This seat is right in front of

lips

to access chapters of novels early and in the

whispering, "After the gala, I'll take you to meet my second brother." Since she was close, her breath fanned over Shawn's ear. It was soft and

looking at Grace, he swallowed.

Judging from the figure, he's probably some celebrity."

long after, the gala officially began, and

"Gracie!"

Lydia running toward her with a mask

Grace aside anxiously. "You haven't been answering me. How's Caleb? Will he be

kept so confidential that even the staff didn't know. There were speculations that Caleb might

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