The conversation between her and Anthony had already concluded in the private room of the two families the other day.

If he had unfinished words to say, that was no concern of hers.

Furrowing her brow, Claudia attempted to walk past him.

"But, Cece!" Seeing that she was leaving, Anthony was a little anxious and raised his voice unconsciously.

The restaurant exuded an air of refined elegance, with the soft melody of the piano in the background and well-spaced tables to create a sense of intimacy. The layout kept the ambient noise to a pleasant murmur, encouraging diners to speak in hushed tones.