Chapter 1802


    "We can see the ocean."


    Arabe''s gaze fell towards the window, the midday winter sun casting its rays upon the sea, making it


    appear even bluer than the sky.


    Romeo found her at this moment, her eyes clear and bright, as if she were another facet of the sea


    itself, breathtakingly beautiful.


    How wonderful it would be if time could stand still at this moment? He could quietly admire her lovely


    face, stay with her in this blissful instant.


    Suddenly, a violinist in the distance struck up a majestic opening, his high-pitched notes shattering the


    silence and beauty.


    Arabe saw the violinist approaching while ying and, perhaps not expecting such a performance


    arranged by Sean, she shed Romeo a smile, her grin as bright and warm as the sunlight on the


    water.


    "The violinist''s timing couldn''t have been better, appearing just when they ran out of things to say."


    Steward couldn''t help but praise, "Ms. Collins didn''t know this was your arrangement, yet she smiled at


    Mr. McMillian, showing she''s quite pleased with this part."


    Sean watched them, feeling a tinge of envy. Oh, how he wished his sister would smile at him like that.


    His past impression on his sister had been too awful. If only he could have a chance to meet her all


    over again.


    "This piece Sean picked out sounds quite unique," Romeo chuckled, looking at Arabe.


    One would expect a romantic, soft tune for a couple''s date, but this piece was grand and powerful, like


    a thundering charge of a thousand horses.


    While Arabe listened, Romeo sneakily used his phone to capture her features. After the


    performance, Arabe nodded in thanks to the violinist, who bowed gracefully and retreated.


    Romeo flipped through the photos on his phone. Each one could be a wallpaper, utterly wless.


    Whether it was the girl''s face, the lighting, or the setting, everything was just too perfect.


    Sean, sitting in a corner with a scowl, grumbled, "What''s Romeo doing? On such a romantic date and


    he''s ying with his phone? Is that more interesting than my sister?"


    Steward also nced over. Romeo was indeed looking at his phone, and Ms. Collins, seemingly with


    nothing to do, sipped her lemonade and took out her phone to browse.


    "Could it be they have nothing to talk about? Being their first date, not knowing what to say, both seem


    a bit reserved?" Steward spected.


    "He''s really not setting the mood."


    Leaving his sister hanging like that was a bit much!


    Romeo sent the photos he had just taken to Arabe for her to save, and then said, "I''ve set the first


    photo as the chat background."


    "The second one is actually better," Arabe opined.


    "I''m using the second for my lock screen wallpaper, the third my phone wallpaper, and I''m thinking of


    Sean and Steward, unable to bear it, watched them intermittently chat and browse their phones.


    "What on earth is Romeo doing? Chatting with a girl and he doesn''t even look her in the eyes?" Sean


    felt like storming over to bang on the table and demand whether Romeo knew how to date at all!


    "Sean, calm down. Maybe Mr. McMillian is at a loss for words, looking up topics online, chatting while


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    he searches?"


    "Is he that clueless? A grown man and he can''t chat?"


    Steward wanted to say, “Sean, you''re not great at chatting either, often leaving people speechless,” but


    he dared not voice it, only silently thinking to himself.