“Huh?” Vonda's eyes widened, then she instinctively slapped Max again. “I can't chew properly not because I'm enchanted, but because I'm scared! How can I eat when my dining companion has a scary face like him?”

The uncomfortable thud that briefly echoed in Max's chest instantly turned to uproarious laughter.

“I know he is handsome. Everyone knows he's handsome, and frankly, I adore his handsome face. But... that doesn't mean I'm going to be enchanted by him. It doesn't mean I want to sit at the same table with him. Even his look is sharper than chef's meat cleaver. How can I eat when I might be the first to...