In a bid to ensure a seamless getaway, Giselle set down her glass and strategically perched herself on Henry's lap, looping her arms around his neck.

Henry momentarily tensed, his fork frozen in midair, as he narrowed his eyes menacingly at Giselle, anticipating her next move.

She leaned in close and planted a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Despite initiating the kiss, Giselle quickly became bashful, lowering her head and concealing herself like a timid ...