Regina still clutched the little fork in her hand, eyes fixed on the two figures standing by the bar—a stunning man and an elegant woman. Just their presence alone, like wild aristocrats emerging from a shadowed forest, seemed to weigh down the air in the dessert shop. Even the sweet scent of sugar in the air felt pale under their aura.
Though this high-end shop regularly hosted the city's elite, people used to seeing beauty and glamour couldn't help but be drawn in by this pair.
"Damn... that guy has presence..."
"Isn't that Ng, the pianist? The one who's been all over the media lately?"
"Now that you mention it... she really looks like her... Who's the man?"
"I heard her boyfriend spoils her to no end. Must be him."
"Look at them... the looks, the vibe, the success, the love... it's like fate itself favors them."
"Ugh, don't get jealous…"
The murmurs rippled quietly through the room like the restless stir of a wolf pack before a howl.
