When Kieran arrived at Magi Pictures, L had just stepped out of the cafeteria.
Seeing him, she was visibly surprised.
"Aren''t you supposed to be negotiating with the Moore family? You''re already
done with the g?"
That didn''t seem right.
She quickly did the math in her head, and the timing felt off.
Kieran easily caught her skepticism. He reached out and gently pinched her
cheek, using a little more force than usual.
Sensing his displeasure, L smiled and squeezed his hand in return, coaxing him
softly.
"I am happy to see you. I just don''t want you to dy important business. After all,
we see each other every day. If you wanted to see me, I could''ve juste to
you."
As expected, Kieran''s frown eased, looking quite pleased with himself.
Seeing this, L grinned and pulled an orange from her coat pocket. "Ta-da!
Today''s post-meal fruit from thepany cafeteria. Lucky you, Mr. Morgan."
Still smiling, she took his hand and started leading him toward her office.
But after a few steps, she suddenly paused. "Wait. Have you eaten lunch yet?"
"No."
L gasped. "Why didn''t you say something? Come on, food first."
Without hesitation, she turned them around and pulled him toward the exit. "The
cafeteria''s pretty much empty by now. Let''s head downstairs instead."
As they reached the main lobby, they ran into Cedric.
He looked between L and Kieran, clearly surprised. "Mr. Morgan? Weren''t you
supposed to be at the Morgan Group event?"
Seeing his reaction, L couldn''t help butugh. "He''s just here for a meal. He''ll
head back soon."
Cedric nodded. "Got it. Mr. Morgan, enjoy your meal. Let me know if you need
anything."
As he watched them walk away, a thought crossed his mind.
All those online discussions pairing Kieran with Faith... Honestly? The real couple
looked way better together.
Nothing could beat the real thing.
At the restaurant, L borrowed a knife from the kitchen and carefully sliced the
orange into four pieces.
Since she knew Kieran wasn''t a fan of sour vors, she tasted a piece first to
make sure it was sweet before offering him the rest.
Meanwhile, the restaurant owner, who recognized Kieran, had been sneakily
watching them from the moment they walked in.
He wanted to say something but didn''t dare interrupt.
"Boss, do you want an orange or something?" a clueless waiter whispered beside
him.
He had no idea who Kieran was, but after watching his boss stare at the man
eating fruit for so long, he figured he should at least ask.
"What do you mean? Go buy a few, then send two to that table as a
"Huh?"
"Just do it! And throw in some other fruits too, make it a full fruit tter."
The inte had been buzzing with
rumors about Kieran and the Moore
Group heading toward a marriage
alliance, but look at these
two-sweet as honey.
Those gossip ounts were out here talking nonsense. If anyone actually
believed that crap, they had to beplete idiots.
Just as Kieran was finishing his meal, a waiter arrived with a beautifully arranged
fruit tter.
L blinked in confusion. "We didn''t order this."
The waiter smiled smoothly. "Congrattions! You two are today''s lucky
customers, so our boss is treating you to a fruit tter. Please enjoy."
Kieran nced over at the restaurant owner in the distance, then back at the
waiter. "Thank you."
Once the waiter left, L''s
expression brightened. "This is the
first time I''ve ever been picked for a
special event at a restaurant. Am I
having a lucky day? Maybe I should
buy a lottery ticket."
She was half joking, but the moment
they left the restaurant, she actually
made a detour into a nearby lottery
shop and bought two scratch-off
tickets.
"One for each of us."
Kieran took the ticket she handed him, raising an eyebrow slightly.
A first.
L scratched hers off first, only to dete a little. "Nothing. Looks like all my luck
went into that fruit tter."
Then, after a beat, she perked up and looked at Kieran excitedly. "What about
yours? Did you win anything?"
Amused by her enthusiasm, Kieran''s lips curled slightly.
"Why don''t you try it?" He handed his ticket over to her.
"No way! I bought it for you, you do it."
L shoved a scratch tool into his hand, motioning for him to hurry up.
Kieran arched a brow, slowly scratching off the first row.
"Whoa! You won something!" L gasped, genuinely excited.
Kieran nced at the ticket.
The prize? A grand total of 20 dors.