Lucas Lin stiffened, immediately sitting upright. "I... I'm sorry."
Cecilia Gu glanced at the absent-minded Rona Muir, sighed, and said, "Let's talk outside."
"Okay," Lucas Lin replied obediently.
Worried about Rona Muir, Cecilia Gu left someone in the room to keep her company, then took Lucas Lin downstairs. They found a corner in the outdoor lounge area on the hotel's third floor and sat down.
After someone brought over pastries, floral tea, and coffee, they left.
Looking at the elegant, top-tier socialite before him, Lucas Lin felt a bit uneasy.
Among all the people Lucas Lin had met so far, Cecilia Gu held the highest social status.
Whether from the Yin Family or the Yun Family, she was someone beyond question and above reproach.
"I think I can guess what you want to ask," Lucas Lin broke the silence, taking the initiative. "About last night—I’m truly sorry. I never expected something like that to happen."
"So you're saying what happened last night was just an accident?" Cecilia Gu picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said, "Don’t you think it’s a bit too much of a coincidence?"