Chapter 370 Understanding, But Not Necessarily Accepting

• In the stylishly decorated and distinctive coffee shop, a man sat by the street in a sharp black suit, each button on his shirt fastened to perfection. The addition of a floral tie softened his formal look, making him appear approachable. As he elegantly sipped his coffee, seemingly unaware of the admiring glances from passersby, the water stains on his cup matched flawlessly, hinting at a refined upbringing.
• Natalie Olson rushed in, took a seat across from him, enduring the critical stares of onlookers.
• "What can I get you to drink?" the man asked casually.