“By the way, if it’s convenient, let’s invite your wife too and have a get-together,” Liam suggested.


    “Sure, I’ll ask her,” L replied. He wasn’t sure if Miranda would be avable since she had been busytely.


    “Great! I’ve already booked the Diamond Room at the Square Window. Pleasee.”ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    “Oh, and don’t tell my parents about this,” Liam added with a smirk.


    After hanging up the phone with Liam, L said goodbye to Vincent and his son before leaving. Since Liam didn’t want his parents to know about their ns either, L didn’t mention anything to them.


    After confirming with Miranda on the phone that she could make it to their gathering at the Square Window, L picked her up and they headed there together.


    As they got out of the car at the entrance of the Square Window restaurant, they bumped into a woman dressed in shy clothes who was arm in arm with a tall foreigner.


    When Sarah Thompson saw Miranda, she looked pleasantly surprised as she waved over to her friend. She was from the Thompson family, which was just as powerful as the Lowe family. Both families were top-notch ns in Ednd.


    Sarah and Miranda had a good rtionship while they were in school, especially during their college years when both attended Slocmore University. However, after graduation, Miranda returned to Ednd to join the family business, while Sarah went abroad for further studies.


    “Sarah? When did you return to the country?”


    “I’ve been back for some time now. And who is this?” Sarah turned towards L curiously.


    When she saw how casually he was dressed without any valuable possessions on him whatsoever; there was an instant sh of disdain across her face.


    “This is my husband -L.”


    Miranda introduced him cheerfully while smiling from ear-to-ear.


    “You’re married now? No way! With your looks why not take your time picking someone special instead of marrying just any ordinary man?” Sarah sneered while looking down upon him.


    “L is my carefully chosen husband; he’s anything but ordinary in my eyes.” Miranda replied confidently still wearing that same smile on her face.


    L, ordinary?


    Perhaps Miranda thought so at first.


    However, now she only felt that this guy was the most amazing man in the world.


    “Ha, him? Miranda, you used to have such high standards. This guy looks like a loser! So many rich guys pursued you back then and you didn’t pick any of them. Why did you choose…”


    At this point, Sarah suddenly remembered something and elongated her tone as she pointed at L. “Oh… I know! I heard from my family that Isa Austin from the capital…”


    “Sarah!”


    At this moment, Miranda frowned and interrupted Sarah before turning to the foreigner next to her and changing the subject. “Who is this? Can you introduce me?”


    Sarah proudly raised her chin and introduced him as “my boyfriend Frand Sanchez!”


    “Sarah, who is this beautifuldy?” The foreigner asked with a hint of superiority in his tone as if he was better than everyone else.


    “This is my good friend Miranda!” Sarah replied before smiling at Miranda. “Frand just arrived in Priocia and isn’t used to speaking Priociania yet! But theirnguage is internationally recognized so we canmunicate with it without any barriers.”


    At this point, Sarah eximed, “Oh no! L probably doesn’t understand theirnguage right? Never mind Frand; speak Priociania instead since not everyone has received higher education here in Priocia.”


    “After all,” she continued while looking at L, “you’re so great; fluent in severalnguages.”


    As she spoke, Sarah turned towards Miranda with an admonishing tone, “Miranda, you should dress up your man more stylishly or else it’ll be embarrassing when taking him out.”


    This woman looked down on L very much.


    Although Sarah was also quite pretty (she was even a campus beauty queen), she couldn’tpare with Miranda for sure.


    Back then, in college, she loved introducing various Slocmore’s rich young men to meet Miranda hoping that through her, Miranda could get into real high society circles. However, Miranda never showed any interest which made Sarah waste time for nothing.


    Now seeing that Miranda chose someone like L, a loser, she secretly sneered inside.


    L looked at Sarah, expressionless, feeling her disdain and contempt. But because she was Miranda’s good friend, L held his tongue.


    They were just passing by anyway. He was going to the sixth floor to eat with Miranda.


    “This is Priocia, shouldn’t we speak Priociania?” The goddess CEO said coldly. She had some resentment towards her friend who had picked up some foreign habits after studying abroad for a few years.


    Not only did she find a foreign boyfriend but now speaking theirnguage was something to show off?


    Priociania was popr worldwide and foreigners took pride in being able to speak thenguage fluently. As a native of Priocia, why would she show off hernguage skills on her own turf?


    “Nice to meet you miss!”


    At this moment, Frand bent down towards Miranda and reached out as if he wanted to kiss her hand.


    L’s eyes narrowed as he opened his hand and pushed Frand away coldly.


    Frand frowned, “What do you mean? In our country interrupting a gentleman’s gesture of kissing ady’s hand is very rude!”


    L replied sternly, “Get lost! This is Priocia! We call this being uncivilized.”


    “Damn it! I haven’t even kissed my wife’s hand yet and now it’s your turn?” thought to L.


    “What do you mean by uncivilized? It’s because your thinking is too vulgar! Kissing someone’s hand is such an elegant gesture; what would someone like you know?” Sarah retorted angrily.


    “Sarah, we’re here for dinner. Let’s go.” Miranda frowned; she didn’t want any more trouble from Sarah who seemed intent on picking fights with L.


    She grabbed L’s arm and headed towards the Square Window while Sarah sneered behind them.


    “Who doesn’te here for dinner anyway? Oh yeah… the Square Window has membership requirements. Do you have their card, Miranda, or will they leave you outside looking embarrassed?”


    “After all, the Square Window is said to be the property of the Ward family, not your Lowe family,” Sarah boasted with a haughty tone.


    “But Frand here is a diamond member! If you really want to eat there, you cane with us,” she added.


    “But this loser can’te with us! We don’t want him!”


    It seemed like being a diamond member at the Square Window was such an honorable thing for Frand.