Chapter 63
"I'm so sorry, miss. Let me clean it up for you." The waitress apologized sincerely while wiping off the cream on Grace's face. Then, she tried to remove Grace's mask.
However, the mask quickly returned to its original place.
Grace held the waitress's hand. "It's okay. I can clean it up myself. Where's the restroom?"
The waitress straightened her back. "Let me lead the way."
After cleaning up, Grace returned to her table. Her black coffee had now been replaced with a pumpkin spice latte, while her cell phone remained in the same place it had been.
However, something felt off.
She looked at the elegant Adrian and quickly dismissed her thoughts. There was no way he had secretly checked her phone while she was away, right?
"I see you're not a fan of black coffee, so I told Travis to get you a latte," he said.
The warm pumpkin spice latte had the perfect amount of sweetness and spiciness. It was much more enjoyable than the bitter black coffee.
Grace glanced at him, commenting, "Y

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