Behind the main gates, a Chauffeur was waiting for Olivia. "Miss Olivia," greeting her politely, he opened the door of the car for her.

Olivia nodded at him and went inside the black sedan.

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At the airport, Mark was already checked out. Now, he was sitting inside the airplane, playing with his phone.

'A coffee ad?' He asked himself, thinking about how these random things kept happening to him. Like how his phone was acting like it's on an airplane mode, even though it showed that it's not.

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Limited edition cupcakes

As a promotion to our newly opened cafe, these exquisite cupcakes were baked and decorated by the three-star Micheline chef, himself.

Treat yourself or gift them to your loved ones.

The sale starts at 12:00 AM.

To show our clients the taste of LéCoffe, deliveries and preorders are currently unavailable. Thank you for your understanding.

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He thought about how those cupcakes would make his mother and sister happy. 'Should I buy some?'

A stewardess, noticing a handsome man on his phone, asked with a polite smile, "Excuse me, Sir. We are almost departing. Is your phone on airplane mode?"

Smiling at the stewardess, Mark showed her the phone on an airplane mode, "Yes, it is...wait..." He looked strangely at his phone, 'How did this ad get through?'

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The time Olivia arrived at LéCaffe was between breakfast and lunchtime — the time when it was the least crowded. She chose a table with two seats by the entrance. Sitting down, she accessed the interior design of LéCaffe.

░They sure made it look luxurious by adding loads of gold everywhere.░

❰ Host, I think Mark is getting suspicious. Your way of doing things is too eye-catchy. You have to make it look as natural as possible.❱

❝I'll be careful next time.❞

░But who has that much time?░

❝I'm planning on asking Grace to come to meet him. Do you think he will come?❞

❰ I don't know Host.❱

░I'll have to get him here somehow.░

❝Continue monitoring him. System, maybe you should spread the add to the rest of the citizens... to make it look more natural. Logically, everyone would either blame the government or some hackers, not a supernatural being that tries to matchmake some teenagers.❞

❰Ok.❱

░This coffee shop sure got fortunate to receive the best advertisment possible.░

❝System, we deserve some shares from this coffee shop's profit, don't you agree?❞

❰No.❱

❝...❞

░Now let's see what's on the menu. This milk tea sounds good, oh, and these tasty-looking cupcakes too ♪♫.░

In the end, she ordered herself some milk tea and two cupcakes. Before the payment, she called her sister while examining the crammed shop that started to disperse after all the limited food got sold out, "Grace? Hi, I forgot my wallet at home. Could you give it to the chauffeur for me, please?"

"How could you forget your wallet?! Where did you put it!?" Grace asked while walking to Olivia's bedroom.

Olivia imagined her room and spoke out random spots, "Desk table."

"Not here."

"Under the table?"

"Not here."

"On the bed?"

"Not here."

"Under the bed?"

"Not here."

"A couch?"

Grace's mood turned sour, "Not. Here. Either." Remembering her purpose, she sighed, "I will come." Her sister was such an airhead. She sighed again...

"Thank you! You are the best! I am going to order a treat for you. "

After a while, Grace arrived.

"I am here," Olivia waved at Grace, sliding a plate with a cupcake before Grace, saying, "Here, a three-star Micheline cupcake. The last one, just for you!"

Grace thanked her sister. She opened the wrapper of the cupcake and took her spoon to scoop a bite, "Mm... it's good."

Olivia grinned at her sister and took a sip of the milk tea, "Sweet food is good medicine for heartbreak. You are still young, don't lose yourself over somebody else."

Hearing Olivia mentioning Ailstar, Grace raised her voice with annoyance, "Who would love a bastard like him!?"

Olivia laughed out, "You are overreacting, sister. I didn't even mention his name. Besides, everyone loves him. You don't usually find a combo of handsomeness, mysteriousness, and affluence in one package."

Grace didn't retaliate; she puffed her cheeks and continued eating in a bad mood.

❰ Host, Second male lead is almost here.❱

░He really took the hook! Well, who would reject limited cupcakes?░

"I am going to the toilet, had too much milk tea," said Olivia urgently, standing up, she rushed to the toilets.

░I need to avoid male leads at all costs. What if I catch somebody's attention?░

░Am I too full of myself?░

░Well, I am...░

░...Not.░

Mark looked up at the logo of the cafe. It seemed legit. He took a step inside.

A few girls noticed his entrance; they nudged their friends and pointed at his direction. Like a chain reaction, every girl started hyperventilating, while whispering to each other, their burning gaze never left the handsome man. "Oh my god, is he a celebrity? He is so hot! Does he have a girlfriend?"Their whispers became louder and louder until it became a commotion.

Mark's mouth twitched. Taking a step back, he wanted to leave.

"So loud..." Grace whispered to herself, but somehow Mark heard her voice, he turned to her direction.

"Grace, heeh~... You are probably as loud as them, if not more," Mark mocked her.

"You better leave, or they will jump you," she answered with gritted teeth; her insides were boiling. How could she change herself when everyone was trying to annoy her!? Unable to break the engagement in the morning, reminiscing about Ailstar after breakfast, her sister a while ago, and now this?!

Mark smirked, "Jump like you whenever you see Ailstar?" He took a seat opposite her like it was a natural thing.

"Exactly like that," said Grace with irritation, not looking at him once.

"Are you here for those Michelin cupcakes too?" Mark noticed her finished wrapper on the plate.

"Michelin cupcakes...you mean this?" she pointed at her plate, "I got told this cupcake was the last one and...That seat is taken."

"Hoo, are you seeing someone beside Ailstar?"

"It's my sister's, that milk tea is hers."

"Sure, sure...What are you plotting Grace, did you found a new way how to seduce a man?"

Grace's nostrils widened from taking a deep breath, "What do you mean, who is seducing who?"

"Give up already. Whatever you do, he will never notice you."

"Shut up! You are getting on my nerves!" Grace shouted at him. She stood up, took Olivia's milk tea, and poured the whole content on Mark's head.

░I didn't plan this... My milk tea, you were well sacrificed.░ Olivia rubbed her fake tears.

Everyone gasped in shock. Then, the whole cafe went silent. Mark froze, too stunned to move.

❰ Hidden quest: Make Grace kiss someone else beside Ailstar.❱

░No way!░

░This one, I'll skip. A girl's first kiss is a serious matter!░

░I didn't even finish my first quest...░

❝System, I want a copy of that scene.❞

Grace was shocked too. She thought she had her emotions under control. But she burst out without thinking again. 'Calm down, calm down.' she repeated to herself. While taking a deep breath, she took out all the paper money from her purse. There wasn't much, she usually used her credit card, "Here, money for the cleaning service, if it's not enough, call my family." She stood up and went to pay for Olivia's part too, leaving the flabbergasted Mark behind.

"Are we going home already?" Olivia appeared out of nowhere.

Grace shrieked at Olivia, "You! It's all your fault! I wouldn't be here if you didn't forget your stupid wallet!"

"Shh...Your voice is too loud! It's my bad, see what I have for you," Olivia calmed her down by showing Grace the video of Grace pouring milk tea over Mark's head...

Mark was slowly recovering from the frozen state. He looked at the money on the table, grabbing them, he crushed them hard.

A waitress grabbed a chance and handed Mark a towel, "Sir, do you need a towel? You can also use a shower for staff."

"Thank you," Mark gave her a charming smile.

The waitress blushed and looked down shyly at him, "The pleasure is on my side...mm... here is my mobile number...call me whenever you want."

Mark took the paper with her number without words. He lifted his gaze and continued to smile at her. That smile made the waitress swoon. Even with the tea all over his hair and clothes, it didn't make his s.e.xiness diminish. Her legs started shaking from excitement.

"What a flirtatious wet chicken," someone remarked.

Mark turned to the voice. He saw two girls leaving the cafe. The voice came out of one of them. It was Grace and the other one should be her sister.

He crushed the money in his hand harder. He stood up, ignoring the waitress, he cleaned himself with the towel and went to take a shower. After the shower, he called his butler to bring him new clothes.

Sitting at the couch inside the locker room, Mark mumbled to himself, "You just wait... don't think you'll get out unscratched..."

While Mark was thinking of revenge, Grace and Olivia were on their way home. Giggling, they sent the picture of someone pouring tea over the second male lead's head to a few people, anonymously. After arriving at home, each girl went to their own bedroom.

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Mark called Ailstar while gritting his teeth with anger, "You should put your fiance on the leash! She is crazy!"

"..."

"Check your mail," said Mark.

"..." Ailstar checked the mail with an emotionless face, "What happened?"

"I told her she should give up on you, and her reaction was so exaggerated! It was so obvious. She still is obsessed with you. I tried calling you. Did you know? She wanted to end the engagement herself, acting all innocent! Her reasonings were, she gave up on you, you don't like her, it's for your own good and so on."

"Annoying."

"Right? She wasn't serious about ending her engagement. She did it to pique your interest!"

"She thinks too highly of herself," said Ailstar.

"Be careful. Her father should contact you soon."

"En."

"I thought you'd have a bigger reaction," sighed Mark.

"Why would I, she is nothing to me. Is that all?"

"Yeah...?" Mark didn't even finish, and Ailstar hanged up.

Ailstar went out of his room to his father's study. While passing a hall, every staff bowed to him with respect and fascination. Their young master was a genius. He passed all tests with flying colors, knew how to play many musical instruments, and even improved his father's company at such a young age!

And there was always this cold aura surrounding him, repelling everyone who wanted to approach him. His silver hair and sharp gray eyes were mesmerizing that not only females, even males would do anything to gain his attention. No one would've thought that he was only fourteen; the way he bore himself was like a dangerous underworld boss.

Alistar knocked at the door of his father's study.

"Come in," Mr. Dalton replied.

Opening the door, Ailstar responded in respect, "When someone from the Bacchus family comes, say that I agree to end the engagement."

"Why would they end the engagement?" asked Mr. Dalton in surprise.

"I don't know. It seems like they are plotting something. That's all," said Ailstair and left the room.

"...This boy..." Mr. Dalton agreed to the engagement because his wife was a friend with the Bacchus family. 'This Bacchus family...they held to this engagement like a lion to his food...What happened?'