The man turned to Nathalie, extending his hand with a hint of curiosity. "Is this the gift you got for me?"


    Nathalie nced at his all-ck attire. Just like the assistant had mentioned, his style was simple but gave off a mysterious and mature vibe. Feeling a bit apprehensive, she offered the gift. "I wasn''t sure about your taste in style or color, so I went with what I liked. I hope you find it appealing."


    He epted the package and, upon opening it, was greeted by a piece of clothing crafted with top-notch fabric and impable craftsmanship, a testament to Nathalie''s thoughtfulness. As he pulled the garment out, he noticed roses embroidered on the cuffs. Nathalie held her breath and quickly exined, "You said you liked roses, so I added a few. The thread is dark, so it''s subtle. I hope that''s okay..."


    To her surprise, he was genuinely pleased. "It''s fantastic. The dark red roses on the ck fabric remind me of flowers blooming in the night. I really like it."


    Nathalie was taken aback. How could this man be so different from the loner and picky individual the assistant had described?


    "I''m d you like it. That really puts my mind at ease," she said with a sigh of relief.


    At that moment, a robotic dining cart smoothly glided into the room, halting just inside the door. "Esteemed guests, it''s dinner time. Would you care to dine now?" it asked politely.


    Right on cue, Nathalie''s stomach growled, and she nced at the man with hopeful eyes.


    "Yes, let''s see the menu," he replied.


    The robot''s eyes lit up, projecting a beautifully crafted menu in midair.


    "I''ll take the house special, but hold the spice," he ordered.


    The menu refreshed, showcasing a selection of dishes, all mild. Nathalie was surprised. "You don''t do spicy either?"


    He nodded, "That''s right. What looks good to you?"


    Scanning the menu, Nathalie was delighted. "Everything here is right up my alley."


    The


    smile,


    mood visibly lifted. "This


    PS curled into a slight s a talent for rea belo wet


    he joked.


    verset


    "Seriously?" Nathalieughed.


    With a yful nod, he said, "Absolutely."


    Nathalie ced a hand over her chest, intrigued. "How does it do that?"


    He pondered for a moment, then replied with a grin, "Love."


    Her eyes widened. "Love?"


    He switched to a more official tone, "It''s about serving customers with genuine care."


    Nathalie found it hard to grasp such a profound idea.


    He borated, "The robot can scan your body for health concerns and tailor meals to suit you best."


    Nathalie sighed, "Even my stepmother wasn''t this attentive."


    The man looked at her, a hint of regret visible through his dark sses. "Sounds like your stepmother fell short."


    Nathalie''s eyes welled up. "She did her best. Because of me, she


    dater. I owe her."


    divorced and didn''t raise herol


    She lowered her head, tears slipping free. Over the years, learning about her past, she couldn''t fully forgive Miranda past actions, but she was


    So understand her struggles. That''s why she was open to


    Miranda''s outward kindness despite the underlying tension.


    Suddenly, the man reached out, gently patting her hand in aforting gesture.


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