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“Corbin?” I exclaimed in surprise.

Corbin took the seat that Killian left. The plates weren’t removed, and the tables haven't been cleaned yet.

“I can tell you are with someone. Where is she? Or he?” he asked, wearing his free-spirited personality.

Looking at him, I could tell he was an easy-going person, not the type who had a temper—just like Killian.

I looked around, finding where Killian went.

“He was outside, making a phone call,” I answered Corbin.

“Oh, I see. Good thing the Prince left you. I couldn’t get the chance to come near you.”

I scratched my forehead. “Why do you always call him Prince? Was he...