At the mention of Aria, Grace couldn't help but glance behind Fifi, but Aria had long since disappeared.
She sighed wistfully. She was still somewhat worried that her son might develop feelings for Aria.
Anyone else would be acceptable, but not Aria—after all, she was divorced.
Considering how Kandice bore some resemblance to Aria, and knowing Archer's preference for that type, perhaps he really would be drawn to Kandice.
Seeing Grace lost in thought, Fifi made an excuse and left.
Grace returned to the private room. She hadn't noticed while sitting inside, but coming in from the corridor, she realized the room was thick with cigarette smoke, making it particularly stifling.
Grace frowned at Archer, who was clearly being deliberately provocative. Unable to restrain herself, she said, "Archer, please put out that cigarette. It's suffocating in here. Look how hazy the room has become."
Archer held the cigarette between his long fingers, parted his lips to exhale a perfect smoke rin
