In the Western restaurant, the food on the plate was as exquisite as a piece of art. Avery Jane ate slowly and with great care.
The huge three-tiered crystal chandelier above cast shimmering light, the golden rays illuminating Joshua Hughes. His black suit, with its buttons reflecting a cold gleam, made him look at Avery Jane's good appetite. Thankfully, her mood hadn't affected her appetite recently.
"Would you like to try mine?" Joshua asked gently.
"No." Avery Jane glanced at his plate. The beef looked like it was still bloody, which seemed really disgusting. Yet, this man enjoyed eating it that way, almost like drinking blood.
