He slowly clapped his hands, his eyes filled with ridicule. "However, remember this."
He stepped closer, lowering his voice.
"As I said before, even if you're trying to play hard to get, this is an absolutely disgusting method."
His lips curled into a smug smile. "You booked this private room because you knew I'd be celebrating my birthday here today."
He crossed his arms confidently. "You knew I'd eventually come looking for this room."
His smile became even wider. "And then you'd have the perfect opportunity to negotiate with me."
He leaned slightly closer. "In return, you'll probably ask me for Simon's contact information, won't you?"
Hearing Simon's name, Lana paused. A forgotten memory surfaced inside her mind.
'Right... Simon is still studying abroad.'
In her previous life, after everything that had happened, all contact between them had been completely severed.
It wasn't until much later that Simon returned. By then... he had already fallen in love with...
