As the days drifted away like autumn leaves preparing for winter, Halloween lood just around the corner.
With only a month left until the final project completion, Xin dedicated his weekends to double-ti on his plates and projects.
The looming exams and the approaching main project auction demanded his focused attention.
In a rare mont of solitude, Xin found himself at a café, taking a break from his hectic schedule.
He and Victor had planned to et up and work on their projects together, but an unexpected Guildbane eting had kept him away from their usual spot.
Victor was deeply engrossed in Guildbane as they approached the Castle of Doom raid, and had beco too busy for their usual collaborations.
Observing Victor’s tight schedule, Xin pondered if he could even finish on ti.
Maybe he could lend a hand to ensure they both t their project deadlines.
Xin went back to work when without warning, a striking young man entered the café, accompanied by a discreet bodyguard.
The man adorned an impeccably tailored white suit that whispered luxury and sophistication. Every stitch seed to be a testant to the craftsmanship of a master tailor.
The fabric clung to his form in a way that exuded elegance, accentuating his well-defined physique. The suit’s crispness and the subtle sheen of the material hinted at a level of opulence that transcended re fashion.
His entrance into the café was nothing short of commanding. The room seed to pause in collective acknowledgnt of his presence. Heads turned, and conversations hushed as his aura effortlessly seized attention.
It was as if he had walked straight out of the pages of a high-end fashion magazine, a living embodint of refined taste and stature.
However, Xin was already used to people like him because of Seraphina.
In fact, it beca just a normal occurrence to him right now.
When the man removed his sunglasses, the girls in the café couldn’t help but be captivated by the revelation of his handso face.
His carefully chiseled features. His athyst eyes, drew others into their magnetic gaze. The air around him seed to shimr with an unspoken allure that left an indelible mark on the atmosphere.
As he casually ruffled his hair, a gesture that might have seed casual on anyone else took on an almost cinematic quality on him.
Each strand seed to fall back into place with calculated precision, as if every movent were a carefully choreographed part of his charm.
A radiant smile illuminated his face as he turned his attention to Xin.
"Xin, right?" he inquired with a voice that resonated with confidence.
"Who are you?" Xin asked with his usual expression of lethargy.
The man chuckled slightly and introduced himself, "I’m sorry. My na is Nathaniel Thornebridge. I’m Seraphina’s fiancé."
". . . Is that so?" Xin responded, oblivious to the fact that he and Seraphina were supposed to be dating.
Nathaniel’s attention was caught by Xin’s nonchalant attitude, and it irked him. Did Xin believe he wasn’t a threat? That’s why he wasn’t bothered?
Shouldn’t it be another way around? He specifically t him to make him feel that way. Not the other way around!
"I’m sure you’ve probably heard about from Seraphina."
"Nope. She doesn’t ntion you," Xin said, straight to the point.
A sharp pain shot through Nathaniel, and he groaned inwardly, but he maintained his composure.
How could Xin be this calm when talking to him? He seed unfazed by the gold, diamonds, and branded clothes adorning his body.
"Do you need sothing from ?" Xin asked when Nathaniel showed no intention of leaving. "If you’re looking for Seraphina, she isn’t here."
Nathaniel found himself bewildered by Xin’s nonchalant ntion of Seraphina’s na, a stark contrast to the dreamy expressions others typically wore when her na was uttered.
"May I?" Nathaniel gestured to the seat opposite Xin.
When Xin nodded, Nathaniel took a seat, fixing a serious gaze on him.
"I heard that my fiancée is dating you, and I’m here to confirm if that rumor is true."
Xin paused, it was only when he was reminded about his fake relationship with Seraphina.
He studied Nathaniel carefully. Since Seraphina hadn’t ntioned this man’s na even once, it could be another admirer making baseless claims, so Xin opted to keep his mouth shut.
"I guess the rumors are indeed true," Nathaniel said, his eyes lingering on the watch adorning Xin’s wrist. "No offense, but you couldn’t possibly afford that custom-made watch. Just that watch alone, and you could already afford one unit in Diamond’s Palace."
Xin’s expression remained stoic, but a heavy weight settled on his heart.
Unbeknownst to him, he had been casually wearing millions of dollars on his wrist all this ti!
While he anticipated the watch’s expense, the reality surpassed his assumptions.
Xin was now bothered by the thought of navigating public spaces, fearing the watch might get stolen, and the looming burden of owing Seraphina big ti.
Of course, Xin knew that returning the watch was part of the deal once their charade ca to an end, but the weight of this exquisite tipiece was sothing that Seraphina had willingly placed on his wrist.
He couldn’t help but wonder if she had any concern about him misplacing or damaging such an expensive item.
"So it’s true. You two are really dating," Nathaniel stated, leaning back and misunderstanding Xin’s silence as confirmation.
Xin remained silent, choosing not to refute the assumption, especially when he didn’t know the man sitting across from him.
"If you and Seraphina are engaged, then it’s probably best to ask her yourself," Xin suggested, internally congratulating himself on a job well done for passing the problem onto Seraphina’s shoulder.
The corners of Nathaniel’s lips curled upward. "Seraphina and I both have busy schedules. Which reminds . . . I have to go and attend an important eting."
Nathaniel rose to his feet, adjusting his lapel. "Anyway, I’m just here to check on the guy that Seraphina is dating. Nothing more."
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