Someone Else

"Mr. 2567?"

Anne Aldrich Augen asked politely but the next moment, she already pulled out the chair to sit herself down.

The whole process was soft and polite with even the absence of unnecessary rattling noises. Even the way she sat down was naturally beautiful as though she was a living painting.

Her actions and beauty stunned and bedazzled everyone around.

Kieran, however, did not pay attention to her. He stuffed the last piece of burger into his mouth and chewed hard before lifting up the glass of orange juice and finished it.

Instantly, the gazes attracted by Anne Aldrich Augen turned odd.

Even without any words, the sole look on their expression allowed Kieran to know what the people were thinking but Kieran didn't care at all.

A bunch of unfamiliar natives shared a similar existence to a toilet paper in Kieran's point of view, at least a toilet paper could be used to wipe his mouth.

"Yes," Kieran nodded.