At that point, Griffon paused. His hawk eyes, which hadn’t had a proper rest in the past few days, were red-rimmed once more when he looked at Taya.

“The French restaurant is not a romantic restaurant for couples.

It’s just an ordinary western restaurant.”

“The gla*s installed in the restaurant is LOW-E gla*s, which means guests can’t see what’s going on outside at night…”

Eyelashes of the stunned Taya fluttered uncontrollably when she heard those words.

Griffon’ ...