Chase looked up and happened to see Hazel too.
She was wearing a black below–the–knees skirt. The black heightened her delicate swan neck and collarbone.
Although the dress didn't expose her bosoms, she still looked gorgeous and sexy.
It was the first time he had seen her in such revealing clothes.
Her entire collarbone and her calves were exposed.
Chase frowned. He felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
What made him even angrier was that Tristan was now intimately holding Hazel's shoulders while eyeing her with adoration.
He could tell from Tristan's eyes that the latter really liked her.
The thought of them doing something unspeakable after finishing their meal irritated him.
Chase was flooded with complicated emotions.
He coughed awkwardly and loosened his cravat with an icy cold expression.
"Chase, what's up?"
"Nothing. Go ahead and place the order."
Lyra's face fell.
She had just ordered.
