Gianna Ossen.
I looked outside the restaurant. There weren't many customers today so that I could rest a bit. I didn't expect that downing whiskey would have such an uncomfortable effect on my stomach. Even though I had swallowed anti-nausea pills, I still felt uneasy.
"This is for you." Grace placed the hot soup in front of me. "You look so pale. You're intolerant to alcohol. Don't try it again."
"How boring my life is," I said as I took a spoonful of soup and ate it. "It's great. I feel refreshed right away."
"This is Star Moon Pack's special potion. I specially gave it to you," Grace said.
Again, Grace said something that made me suspicious. Who was she?
"Can I ask you something, Grace?" I said.
"Just ask."
"Are you dating Logan or something? I think you know more about Logan th
