Even though the surrounding whispers were kept deliberately low, Dustin still picked up a few with his sharp hearing. He remained calm, unfazed, and didn’t bother responding.
Natasha, on the other hand, seemed to bask in the attention—especially the envious stares from the female customers. It made her even more pleased with herself. Every so often, she would lean in to serve Dustin food or pour him water with obvious affection.
Dahlia kept her usual cool, distant demeanor, seemingly unaffected by the chatter around them. Only once in a while did she lift her eyes to glance at the two people sitting across from her, their effortless chemistry dimming her gaze just a little.
Just then, a young waiter approached carefully with a pot of boiling hot pot broth.
Maybe he was distracted by the sight of Natasha’s and Dahlia’s beauty, but he suddenly lost focus—and his footing.
“Ah—!”
The waiter let out a startled gasp as he stumbled, the steaming pot in his hands tilting dangerously. In the next second, the scalding broth was about to spill directly onto Natasha and Dahlia, who were seated on the outer side.
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