The man, who had kept his head down, finally looked up at this point, furrowed his brows, and looked at her with displeasure, saying, "Why so slow?"
He had already finished a game.
"Had to wait in line."
Because high school evening self-study had just ended, more and more people were in the shop, and even the seats around them were filled. The small shop was extremely noisy, with conversations everywhere.
Baron Lawrence extremely disliked this kind of environment, his brows furrowed as if they could crush flies. He put away his phone and said to Enna Clark, "Let's eat quickly."
"Okay." Enna Clark knew he didn't like this environment; he got particularly anxious in places like this.
She put down everything she had bought, pulled out the chair opposite him, sat down, and asked, "Hey, why didn't you pay attention to those little girls just now?"
"What little girls?"
He hadn't even noticed the people she was talking about!
