The corner of Luca's lips curled up in glee at the sight of his grim face.

She was honored to be able to cause post-traumatic stress to someone as sly and cunning as Pierre.

Pierre had traumatized many people in A City, and the fact that she gave the devil incarnate a taste of his own medicine made her appear like a savior.

She helped everyone punish the defiant bully, Pierre.

The waiter led Pierre and Belle to a corner seat. “Sir, Madam, is this table okay with you?"

“This is fine." Belle looked at Pierre. Only then did she realize that his gaze had been fixed on one spot the entire time.

She followed his line of sight and saw Luca.

Belle looked at Pierre suspiciously and asked, "Mr. Mallory, did you see someone you know?"

"Not really." Pierre withdrew his gaze and was about to sit down until he recalled Madam Mallory's words. He had to be a gentleman to Belle.

To avoid getting into such trouble, Pierre gently pulled back the chair behind Belle.

"Thank you." Belle was very satisfied with Pierre's gentlemanly behavior.

Even though he sounded serious as if he was not trying to impress her, his cold face exuded a different kind of charm.

When she first returned to A City, she learned about the situation of high society through some close friends.

There were two brothers in the Mallory family, and they used to get along well, but their relationship took a turn for the worse after deciding who had the say in Mallory Corporation.

Everyone said that the second son was not as good as the eldest in every aspect, but she had heard the story of the Mallory family before.

devoted himself to a mediocre

that Pierre would be the same. However, after meeting him in person, she found

if she really married Pierre, who was seen as less than Percy, it did

after the marriage between the Mallory and Chamberlain families.

as he

they did end up together, she would

across from

handed

to order and gestured to pass the menu to Belle.

points for his gesture and smiled while ordering appetizers, mains, and desserts. Then, she asked the person across the table, "Mr. Mallory, since we both have somewhere to be later,

was thinking." Pierre's gaze

was no longer looking this way, and she did not seem the

to ask him if there was anything he wanted to add,

help

deep hatred in him. It was not at all like the kind of gaze

but wonder what that

look at what else you'd like to order,"

Belle ordered, but girls like her

matter. As long

the menu back to the waiter. "Please serve the food quickly." "Yes, Madam." The waiter

took a sip of the lemon water and shot a glance at

gaze and stared

hatred for

he was a kid, everyone would say that he had deep eyes. When he looked at

someone with a poker face, they would feel like he had

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