Reese’s hands clenched into fists, his eyes turning murderous. "You—" "I don't think that's any of your business anymore, Mr. Delacroix," Nova interrupted, her voice cutting off Reese’s anger. Lucien’s fingers tightened hard around his glass. He locked his gray eyes onto Nova's face. She was finally looking at him, but her expression contained zero emotion. There was no anger, just a blank, chilly indifference. And that coldness bothered him infinitely more than a screaming tantrum would have. He went completely silent, his chest feeling incredibly heavy. A smug, satisfied smile slowly bloomed on Reese’s lips. He picked up a fresh piece of food, casually dipped it straight into the plum reduction sauce Lucien had ordered, and held it out toward Nova. "You should try it like this," Reese said, his voice smooth and teasing. "You'll like the flavor profile a lot better." Nova hesitated for a fraction of a second, glancing at the food. Then, looking straight past Lucien, she smil
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