In the Upland Cafe located near Sunshine Residence, over a dozen waitresses served quietly and curiously around the periphery.
At this time on a regular day, the usually packed hall was much emptier, all the waitresses' gazes focused on two tables of customers near a corner window.
At the entrance of the cafe, four tall bodyguards dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses would turn away any patrons attempting to enter.
The middle-aged owner of the cafe, who rarely showed himself, was also cautiously serving on the sidelines, despite the fact that he wasn't needed for even the simple task of pouring tea or water, as there was a stunningly beautiful woman with an exceptional appearance for that.
Before him on the table, a handsome young man was surrounded by a pile of luxury items, having lost his usual composure; the subtle aura of superiority he had cultivated from a life of privilege had turned into restraint and fear.
