Marco seemed momentarily taken aback by this, but he quickly regained hisposure and said in a


    hoarse voice, “The restaurant we previously booked is also under Bryant Group… Let me find another


    one.”


    He had just suddenly realized that he had made her wait for too long, and he felt a little annoyed with


    himself. He immediately reached for his phone so he could make a new reservation.


    But Loraine’s thoughts were elsewhere. She was thinking about how Marco had devoted so much to


    Bryant Group, pouring all his time and efforts into it. And what did he get in return at the end of the


    day? The family turned on him, Leaving him without even a car to ride.


    She couldn’t help but worry if Marco still had any money of his own left.


    Not wanting to crush his self-esteem, she decided to change her mind and said instead, “I’m hungry.


    It’s too much trouble to make another restaurant reservation, and I don’t want to wait any Longer.”


    Marco felt even more guilty than before and began to rack his brain, trying toe up with a solution.


    Seeing his expression, Loraine chuckled and said, “I know a great ce we could go to. Would you


    Like to go?”


    Marco stared at her in surprise, but eventually, he nodded in agreement.


    Loraine gave the driver the address, and not long after, the car rolled to a stop on a busy street.


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    The lively chatter of people and the aroma of street food created a cocktail of feelings.


    The entire street was filled with young peopleing and going.


    Street stalls and food carts lined both sides of the road and the dim lighting gave it a nostalgic feel,


    almost like scenes from an old movie.


    Throughout his life, Marco had always frequented high-end restaurants and five-star hotels, even


    adhering to the dining etiquette of the upper ss when dining at home. He had never seen this world


    of roadside stalls before. He found it very strange and surprising, and he asked Loraine in a whisper,


    “How did you know about such a ce? Have you been here before?”


    Loraine gave him a sidelong nce and smiled.


    “Before I went back to the Torres family, I lived a life just like this. So, of course, it’s not surprising for


    me to know about ces like this.”


    With this simple sentence, she had just painted a picture of her past that Marco never knew.


    Not wasting any more time, Loraine grabbed his hand and led him through the crowd at a leisurely


    pace. As she looked around, she couldn’t help but exim, “It’s been a long time since thest time I


    came here.


    The street seems particrly lively today.”


    Someone beside them kindly exined, “That’s because there’s a food exhibition happening here. It’s


    quite arge-scale event. You can go check it out. There are many delicious and fun things Lined up.”


    Loraine was pleasantly surprised to hear this, and after thanking the man, she led Marco in the


    direction the crowd was headed.


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    Beforeing to this street, she had thrown on a windbreaker over her evening gown, but Marco was


    still in his tailored suit, and in addition to his towering stature, he looked out of ce in this snack


    street.


    asionally, people nced at him, whispering and chuckling as if they were discussing something


    about him. Though he knew they had no ill intentions, it still made him feel uneasy.


    Nevertheless, he let Loraine lead him, watching her as she came alive in the environment, her smile


    bing more vibrant and radiant as she introduced him to foods he’d never heard of before. Soon,


    his mind became rxed, and he found himself smiling.


    ALL of these things were new to him. The inexpensive food from these small stalls left him speechless.


    In the past, he wouldn’t have given them a second nce.