Chapter 709

The next morning, Conner waited impatiently in a café, his frustration mounting as he checked his watch. A waiter approached, asking, "Sir, you've been waiting for an hour. Would you like a refill on your coffee?" The waitress eyed Conner with a hint of curiosity. His stylish attire and handsome features suggested that he didn't seem like the type to take advantage of a freebie. Noticing the waitress's scrutiny, Conner frowned and glanced at his empty cup. Accustomed to a life of luxury where he never had to ask for a refill, he now faced the uncomfortable reality of dwindling funds. He responded in frustration, "Yes, please, refill it." The waitress' disdain grew as she noted Conner's request for a second cup. It was surprising to see someone so well-dressed unable to afford even two cups of coffee. Just then, Bailey rushed into the café. The sight of him flared Conner's irritation. "Why are you so late? Couldn't this have been sorted out over the phone? Did you real