Catch his Attention

Beautiful, dense eyelashes paired with arched eyebrows made her look captivating, impossible to look away from when she smiled.

A hint of unfathomable sharpness flashed in Torin's eyes. His deep, remote gaze turned, and a slight smile curled his lips, "Very well, let's go then!"

They went to a well-reputed restaurant. After ordering, Lyra specifically instructed the waiter to bring a cup of hot water for Torin.

Torin narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling, "Thank you." Then, in a casual tone, he remarked, "You're very caring. Your husband must be fortunate!"

Lyra was taken aback, her hands clenched under the table, her expression stiff. After a while, she replied somewhat bitterly, "He's... alright, I guess."

Torin lifted the hot water and took a sip, understanding the situation but not pressing further. He changed the subject abruptly, "To be honest, I feel quite regretful about your resignation."

Lyra also felt regretful. Despite having worked at Horizon Global Enterprises Inc. for only a few days, she enjoyed the vibrant working atmosphere there.

Torin's obsidian-like eyes glanced at the silently thoughtful Lyra. Slowly, he said, "This season's spring collection is about to launch. The design department is short of staff now, and I truly hope you'd consider coming back to work..."

Lyra firmly pursed her lips, not having a chance to respond, when suddenly, an unpleasant commotion arose in the restaurant.

"No seats? How could there be no seats?"

At the sound, Lyra's shoulders trembled. She abruptly turned to look at the source of the noise.

Torin furrowed his brows slightly, then turned his head, his eyes swiftly showing a barely perceptible hint of derision.

Ronan, with his bewitching appearance, was accompanied by the elegantly dressed Lumi Hawthorne, strutting like a blossoming flower.

His naturally aristocratic features exuded a certain charm, while his slender almond-shaped eyes were dazzlingly attractive.

"Apologies, Mr. Ronan, but there are no available seats today," the restaurant manager bowed, apologizing continuously.

"My usual table?" Ronan's beautiful eyes glanced over this way.

Seeing the seats already occupied, the manager kept apologizing, "Since you didn't have a reservation, we..."

Ignoring the manager's explanation, Ronan straightforwardly walked over, followed by Lumi Hawthorne, who was holding his arm confidently.

"This seat is mine; you guys find another one," Ronan casually declared, sounding as though it was the most logical thing.

Lyra's tightly clenched hands were getting even tighter under the table. Unable to see her expression due to her lowered head, Torin felt a slight furrow on his brow sensing the anger emanating from her.

"Mr. Ronan, this..." The restaurant manager was anxious, not daring to offend Ronan but also unable to ask the seated guests to vacate.

Suddenly, Torin stood up, politely smiling, "Ronan, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here."

Ronan's eyes flickered with surprise. Torin took the initiative to extend his hand, introducing himself, "I'm Torin from Horizon Global Enterprises Inc."

Both tall and equally noble-looking, the two men faced each other, their gazes entangling in the air.

Horizon Global Enterprises Inc. had gained recent fame, with rumors of its owner being very low-key, so unexpectedly encountering him here was surprising.

After all, being a businessman, Ronan quickly extended his hand to shake Torin's, "So, you're Torin. A pleasure to meet you!"

Lumi Hawthorne's expression stiffened. She hadn't expected to meet Torin here.

In her anxiousness about what to do, Torin amiably smiled at her, "I presume this is Ronan's wife? Ronan, you have excellent taste!"

Lumi Hawthorne was taken aback, puzzled by Torin's words, yet the address of "Ronan's wife" was the title she had longed for.

Her eyes lit up, immediately becoming pleased. Softly, she replied, "Hello, Mr. Torin!"

She didn't correct Torin's assumption; she was more than happy for others to mistake her for Ronan's wife.

Laughing inwardly, Torin's expression remained sincere, "You look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

This upscale restaurant attracted attention when the phrase "Ronan's wife" was mentioned, prompting others to glance their way, curious to see this mysterious CEO's wife.

"Mr. Torin has such a sense of humor," Lumi Hawthorne smiled radiantly, reveling in the admiring looks of others.

Ronan's gaze turned somewhat sharp, sensing that Torin's seemingly genuine smile harbored ulterior motives.

Indeed, Torin changed his tone, "Mrs. Ronan, the more I look at you, the more familiar you seem. We must have met."

Lumi Hawthorne's smile became forced, clinging to Ronan's arm, she coquettishly said, "Ronan, let's go somewhere else to eat. I'm hungry."

Torin suddenly clapped his hands, speaking up, "I remember now. Aren't you the actress Lumi Hawthorne? No wonder I found you familiar!"

He deliberately referred to Lumi Hawthorne as an "actress," subtly mocking her acting skills.

As the saying goes, the dog's behavior reflects its owner.

At these words, Ronan's almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, his tone displeased as he asked Torin, "Mr. Torin, what do you mean?"

Torin showed a look of sudden realization, "What do I mean? Oh, so you're not Ronan's wife. I thought Mr. Ronan brought his wife out for dinner!"

This wasn't the end. Torin continued with feigned regret, shaking his head repeatedly, "No matter how great love is, it shouldn't destroy someone else's marriage and family happiness. Miss Lumi's view on love is far from the image of our company's spokesperson."

Lumi Hawthorne's face changed; Ronan was unaware of the incident where she was dismissed as the brand ambassador.

At Torin's words, Ronan turned his gaze towards her. Under the lights, her fair skin, bright eyes, and flushed cheeks made her exceptionally striking.

She wasn't even wearing makeup, her natural beauty, coupled with the heavily made-up Lumi Hawthorne next to her, made her look even more elegant and sophisticated, effortlessly outshining the popular star.

The willful hot pepper immediately caught Ronan's attention. She looked visibly upset, and after speaking, she didn't even look at them, grabbed her purse, and headed for the door.

Seeing Lyra, Lumi Hawthorne's pupils contracted. Why was it her?

Ronan's gaze fell on Lyra, and in the dim light, her skin was like snow, her bright eyes shining. Even without any makeup, her natural beauty outshone the heavily made-up Lumi Hawthorne, making her appear more refined and striking.

Lyra suddenly attracted Ronan's attention; she looked angry. After her remark, without looking at them, she grabbed her handbag and walked towards the exit.