Elise then noticed Ethan stepping out of the vehicle.

She followed him and settled onto a stool at the food stall.

Those who moved within elite social circles quickly realized everyone around them was extraordinary, Ethan being a prime example.

He simply sat waiting for his apple pie, yet countless passersby couldn't help stealing glances.

Though not particularly remarkable within their exclusive circle, he stood out dramatically among ordinary people.

They each ordered an apple pie.

Ethan took one bite, finding it excessively sweet—he never had much fondness for desserts.

"Is it good?" Elise inquired.

"Hmm," he responded briefly.

His manner remained distant toward her, and she wisely didn't press further.

They both lowered their heads, quietly eating their pies.

"I'll take two apple pies. One for here, one to go."

Suddenly, a familiar feminine voice reached them.

Ethan's hand tightened around his spoon before he deliberately focused on his pie.

Someone took the empty stool beside him.

The food stall was compact, currently crowded with apple pie enthusiasts.

Most patrons shared tables with strangers, and Elizabeth had grown accustomed to communal seating at such places.

She naturally occupied the vacant spot, uncertain when Nathan would arrive.

She'd swapped her dress for a thick down jacket before coming for pie.

Feeling slightly hungry, and knowing Nathan would want something sweet after drinking with Andrew, she'd bought one for him too.

The moment she sat down, Elizabeth sensed something was wrong.

No matter how much time had passed... certain people left impressions that became permanently etched in one's heart.

She hadn't even glanced at the person beside her, yet she knew instantly, her eyes already scanning for another seat.

"Elizabeth?" Elise called out uncertainly.

Elizabeth was bundled tightly against the bitter winter cold, only her eyes visible, yet she'd been recognized.

She'd thought Ethan wouldn't recognize her.

Her gaze shifted, expecting to see one of her loyal fans.

Unexpectedly, it was Elise.

Elise and Ethan...

Ethan never ate desserts, yet here he was.

So he was accompanying Elise.

Ethan excelled at currying favor with the Levine family.

Elise must be the current treasure of the Levine household—things regained after loss always became more precious.

Besides, the Levine family would treat him better if he maintained good relations with Elise.

Hmph! So clever and pragmatic.

"You're having apple pie here too?"

After their eyes met, Elise confirmed it was indeed Elizabeth.

"Hmm, what a coincidence," Elizabeth replied lightly.

Elise... wasn't exactly her enemy.

After acknowledging her identity and learning the truth, Elizabeth found it wasn't too difficult to accept.