Chapter 394

Julian's eyes were cold and detached. His brows twitched ever so slightly. A wave of annoyance rushed through him—not because of who she was, but because someone had the nerve to stop him like this, so self-righteous and presumptuous. He’d never had patience for people who thought they were cleverer than they were. "Hello," he said, offering a polite greeting simply out of manners. Then, without lingering a second more, he turned and walked off, aloof to the point of being unapproachable. Felicity froze where she stood. Julian hadn’t gone far when he suddenly stopped. Just ahead, by the restroom entrance, half a face peeked out—one gleaming eye locked on him while a phone clicked in her hand, mid-sneaky pic. Their eyes met the second the shutter went off. Olivia nearly had a heart attack. Julian: “…” He narrowed his eyes. Olivia tried her best to stay cool, quickly looking away and slipping into the restroom. A few seconds later, she sheepishly crept back out—only to retrieve her aband