Chapter: 379

Sean poured a glass of lemonade and slid it across the table to her.

As he observed her grasp the glass, lounging comfortably in her chair, he couldn't help but smile.

“In Otland, morality takes a back seat. It's all about the cash.

People in this society mostly chase after the same things. Here, one's taste is synonymous with their social standing. They all drive identical cars and wear the same labels. Any hint of individuality is deemed tasteless here."

Norah took a sip of the lemonade, relishing its tartness. "So, did you reserve this place to flaunt your taste?"

Norah's words were sharp. With her years in Otland, she knew Sean's words mirrored the true essence of this place. The bustling restaurant scene owed its success more to the affluent clientele than to the intrinsic quality of the establishments themselves.

Sean stayed quiet, striding to the window and fixing his gaze on Lochdeer in the nocturnal embrace.

Amidst the darkness, Lochdeer shimmered with vibrancy, its streets illuminated by a myriad of colorful lights.

“Norah, come see this." Sean gestured, inviting Norah over.

Norah joined him, her eyes tracing the nighttime panorama of Lochdeer, momentarily rendered speechless by its beauty. She acknowledged the excellent location of the restaurant, recognizing that its unparalleled night view surpassed that of any other dining establishment.

"That's precisely why I picked this spot. After our meal, we can bask in the night scenery and have a conversation here," Sean explained.

Norah found herself perplexed by Sean's ability to secure an entire floor in aristocratic Otland. However, as she observed Sean's relaxed demeanor and self-assurance in this environment, she realized that Sean held considerably more power and influence in Otland than she had previously imagined.

Despite spending numerous years in Otland, Norah had rarely dined at its restaurants. Instead, her visits were typically covert, Limited to brief reconnaissance missions rather than leisurely meals.

They exchanged a few words over their meal, briefly touching upon recent occurrences.

Once their meal concluded, the waiter cleared the table, and they settled onto the white leather sofa by the window, relishing the nighttime vista.

"Norah." After a brief pause, Sean's voice broke the silence.

Norah lifted her gaze in confusion, blinking at Sean.

“What is it?" Norah inquired, her confusion evident. She had never seen Lochdeer's nighttime scenery from this angle, feeling a subtle enchantment wash over her as she gazed upon it.

“Earlier, in the underground parking lot..." Sean broached the subject of their encounter earlier. "Do you have feelings for me?"

“Sean, you're remarkable. It's natural for women to be drawn to you."

Norah didn't offer a straightforward response.

“Norah, I'm asking you." Sean grasped Norah's shoulder, compelling her to meet his gaze.

Sean's eyes brimmed with depth and mystery, radiating affection as they mirrored Norah's image.

Norah's gaze wavered slightly. "I...