Chapter 99 Pasta
Chapter 99 Pasta
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Louis glanced at the food Freya had set down on the table–some came in disposable paper bowls, others wrapped in plastic bags, and a few served in plastic cups. His brows furrowed. He made a mental note to talk to Freya later about food safety.
Meanwhile, Freya hurried off to pick up the pasta she had ordered. By now, she had a pretty good grasp of Louis’s dietary preferences, so she’d made all the right specifications with the vendor–nothing that would violate his personal rules.
When she returned with the pasta and a few more snacks, she saw a young woman speaking to Louis. The closer she got, the more she could hear the irritation in the girl’s voice:
“I was just asking for directions. Why are you being so rude? Ever heard of common courtesy?”
Freya watched as Louis lifted his head ever so slightly to glance at the girl. She flinched instantly.
“F–Fine, forget it. Sorry to bother you.”
The girl even gave a polite little bow before scurrying away in a hurry.
Bold move, trying to approach Louis like that. She probably didn’t even realize he hadn’t looked up until just now. No wonder she bolted the second he did.

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