Lynn looked down. Her outfit was very decent, didn't she?

She really didn't know how she affected the image of the restaurant. She glanced at the security guard, and she understood that this was the reason the security guard found to let her not to wait around the door.

Understanding the job of the security guard, Lynn retreated to the square in front of the restaurant and waited.

One afternoon passed, and Jack hadn't come out yet. Lynn looked at the majestic restaurant. Did Jack go to dig gold in it, and was reluctant to come out?

Standing sore and hungry, Lynn rubbed her flat stomach again.

The bakery next...