Stella followed Rianne's gaze and complained, "What bad luck, Ria runs into him the first day back in Drakroit."

Michael, clad in a black designer suit, stood under the restaurant's lights, his austere face exuding an air of nobility. Upon entering, he immediately drew the attention of everyone present.

Rianne spotted the girl standing beside him, the same one Stella had just shown her in the news. She pursed her lips and unconsciously tightened her grip on her bag. Though she knew she'd inevitably meet him sooner or later, right now, she just wanted to escape.

"Ria, should we leave?" Stella asked worriedly, following Rianne's lead.

Rianne withdrew her gaze,...