You Son Of A B*tch...
Olive immediately lifted his head, and at the sight of Valentine, his face crumpled.
"You!" His eyes flickered vigorously. "What are you doing here? And how the hell do you know my name?"
Valentine laughed.
"This is my favorite place to dine. And why are you here?"
Olive frowned at him, hinting at his absolute displeasure. "It's none of your business. How do you know my name?"
Valentine blinked his eyes, but he did not give him a response.
"Are you stalking me?" Olive's expression was getting uglier.
Valentine quickly shook his head at him. "No, no, no. I heard your blonde friend call you Olive at the ceremony, so..."
Olive's eyes immediately narrowed vehemently. He knows Loui too…
"I have lost my appetite." He abruptly stood up from his seat to exit the restaurant, but Valentine grabbed hold of his wrist, stopping him.