Stepping into the dining hall, Eve was blown away by the restaurant's layout.
It looked like an old church, with huge stained-glass windows creating a grand scene.
In the corner, an artist played a wind organ.
The space was filled with tropical plants and well-laid-out dining tables.
Waiters moved quietly, serving guests.
As they entered, the room fell silent. Eve felt uncomfortable under the stares.
As they walked further, the scrutiny intensified.
She was sensitive and could hear whispers around her—
"Who's that?"
"He's the Andrew family heir, Yellen."
"Back in the Metropolis? Looks healthy and dashing... Why were there rumors he was on death's door? No way! I should tell my friends right away."
"Is that his legendary wife?"
"Haha... not even lycanthrope, just some random wom
