Chapter 117

We arrived at the restaurant where Piero made the reservation, it's spectacular, and I feel both ecstatic and out of place for being in such a beautiful and elegant place that my paternal family is so accustomed to.

Is this how my life would be if I accept marrying Piero Ferrara?

"I had never been to this place before, it's very nice," I say somewhat uncomfortably, trying to push those thoughts out of my mind.

"I knew you would like it, it's my favorite French restaurant, 'Le Gigot,' their steaks are really good," Piero says gallantly.

We sit at a pre-booked table, and Piero even pulls out the chair for me in a chivalrous manner.

"While we wait for our order, tell me, why did you decide to become an actor? My grandfather mentioned that your family owns the textile company FR," I ask.

"That's correct, they do, but I've always been drawn to acting. And when I retire from this career in the future, I'll assume the presidency of the company," he confesses, and I'm amazed. "Believe me, I'm