"That''s odd. Didn''t Mr. Morgan say he was going to marry L?" One person paused, then suddenly gasped. "Oh my, could it be that he''s already seeing another woman before their marriage?"


    The group exchanged nces, and one couldn''t help but say, "I always thought someone like L, with no background, would never make it into the Morgan family.


    "I''ve never understood why Mr. Morgan was even interested in L."


    "I think it''s because the Morgan family adopted her. If a scandal about someone interfering in someone else''s rtionship were to break out, it could seriously damage the Morgan family''s reputation if not handled properly."


    The gossipers suddenly seemed to understand, and someone nced up just in time to see L walking by. They immediately straightened up.


    "Ms. Hart," one person said, reminding the others.


    The rest quickly put on awkward smiles and greeted her.


    After all, she was now part of the Morgan family, and Kieran hadn''t called off their engagement yet.


    It wouldn''t benefit anyone to offend her.


    Everyone felt a little uneasy.


    L''s gaze lingered on them briefly, but didn''t say anything. She curled her fingers and continued walking forward.


    What they said was all true. So what was there to be angry about?


    The group exchanged nces, and one person quietly asked, "Do you think she''ll get back at uster?"


    ...


    Meanwhile, L had lost her mood entirely and went to sit at a nearby lounge.


    Outside the window, cars filled the roads, the world bustling with life, but it couldn''t fill the emptiness and the sense of detachment she felt deep inside.


    She wasn''t sure how long she had been sitting when Cedric walked over with two other people.


    "L? Why didn''t you go in and take a look?"


    L noticed one of the people behind him. It was the bartender from the bar yesterday.


    Cedric quickly introduced them, and the two men greeted her respectfully.


    After she acknowledged them with a nod, Cedric chuckled. "Your taste is impable. I''ll take them for a tour now, and we can talk about the restter."


    Before leaving, the bartender gave her a slight bow.


    L''s gaze followed him, studying the young man carefully.


    He looked even more striking in the daylight than in the bar''s dim light.


    His features were sharp-his face was the kind that would do well as an idol.


    But being an idol came with its own limits.


    Her direct gaze made the young man feel slightly uneasy.


    "I... I''ll leave first."


    L nodded, her attention shifting as she noticed someone approaching from the other side.


    "Ms. Hart," Cole called out, drawing her attention.


    He had sensed Kieran wasn''t in the best mood just now.


    That bartender dared to flirt with L. He had some nerve!


    L stood up, surprised to see Kieran walking toward her. "Uncle Kieran, what are you doing here?"


    Cole answered for him, "Mr. Morgan


    is


    t checking on some


    he''d pick you


    WI


    and


    He softened his voice. "You two are


    about to get married, Ms. Hart. You should spend more time with Mr. Morgan and cultivate your rtionship."


    L felt a little embarrassed, her ears turning red.


    Kieran asked gently, "Are you done with work?"


    no


    Cole chimed in, "Once you''re done, why


    Snow Mr. Morgan to a


    I ce? There''s a surpri


    waiting for you."


    He seemed unusually cheerful, almost like he was the one getting married.


    L''s heavy heart felt a little lighter.


    "A surprise?"