Isabel Smith heard Percy Stanton's voice and turned her gaze back to him, looking at him with a bit of confusion in her eyes, "What?"
Percy met her gaze, his eyes shrouded in darkness, like two unfathomable abysses, exuding a fatal allure.
Outside the window, the Forbidden City was bright and resplendent with its dazzling array of glamorous lights at night, looking magnificent and devoid of its daytime weariness. The lights seemed to cast their glow onto the window of the club, illuminating Percy's face as he stood beside the window and making his features appear even more exquisite.
Not knowing whether the man's beauty was innate or the lamplight was enchanting, Isabel stared at him in a daze for a moment.
After a long time, she heard Percy's voice again, calmly saying, "The cocktail's name is 'Initial Love.'"
Initial Love... What a peculiar name.
Isabel thought of this and turned her head once more to size up the cocktail, feeling that its name suited it quite well.