Both of them were surprised, and as they looked up, they saw a tall, slender figure rising from the sofa in the booth. The giant floral planters blocked their view, so they hadn't noticed him earlier. William Griffith looked down, his black hair covering his sword-like eyebrows, and his black eyes shone even brighter, exuding an air of arrogance.
Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the stunned Cherish Turner, saying in a deep voice, "Isn't it casual to clean the apartment and cook for one's boyfriend?"
Boyfriend? These two words stunned both of them.
Mother Peacock's eyes widened in shock, unable to recover.
Cherish turned her head blankly, her eyes wavering. But in front of her, his handsome profile seemed to have a strange sheen, dazzling her to the point where she couldn't look directly at it, blurring her vision with the dim light and shadows.
After a long while, Mother Peacock managed to stutter, uttering an unbelievable statement, "You two are dating?"