In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

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."

beneath the mask. "Do you think

"Of course not."

face, his eyes were bright, and he seemed

you always call me Mr.

finally realized what he meant. "I don't know why, but you give me the

felt a bit in awe of

had now entered the venue, so she guided Shawn to his seat. "This seat is right in front of the heater.

his lips together.

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you to meet my second

stiffened. He had intended to decline, but looking at Grace, he swallowed. "Then, I'll wait for

caught Benjamin's attention. He frowned even more, staring at this scene. "Who is that?" Larry looked for a while. "He's wearing a hat and a mask. I don't recognize him. Judging from the figure, he's probably some celebrity." Given how Caleb had been trending recently, it wasn't surprising that people from the

the gala officially began, and countless cameras pointed at

"Gracie!"

turned around to see Lydia running toward

anxiously. "You haven't been answering me. How's Caleb? Will

confidential that even the staff didn't know. There were speculations that