Al and Ai walked side by side toward the VVIP room.
Just the two of them this time.
Not because they wanted to be alone, but because the others were already waiting inside. Ai had insisted on personally picking Al up.
The two laughed softly as they walked, chatting in a way that felt both natural and intimate.
Ai held onto Al's arm, her bright eyes sparkling as she smiled and laughed every time he teased her or cracked a joke.
Casual. Harmonious. Yet undeniably romantic.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere behind them was the complete opposite.
From the shadowed corridor in the back, David watched with clenched fists.
His teeth ground against each other.
His expression had completely darkened.
"T-That's really Miss Aiza and... that orphan?!"
Seeing Ai act so warm—almost slightly flirtatious—toward Al nearly made David cough blood on the spot.
"How is this possible?!"
He was genuinely jealous.
Part of him wanted to storm over right now... but who was he to them?
