The Seven Sisters and Their Hidden King

Arm in arm, Kate Williams and John Lopez arrived at the appointed place—a chic, high-end café nestled in an upscale corner of New York.

The moment they stepped inside, John's memory flickered.

This place again...

He had been here once before—on a blind date with Shelly Lee, the international artist. The place hadn't changed. Its soft ambient lighting, faint jazz music, and vintage wood furnishings made it the perfect location for young couples looking to cultivate a romantic mood.

It was classy, but not overwhelming. Trendy, yet intimate.

So this is where Bob chose to meet? John thought, his eyes narrowing slightly. Definitely not a casual choice.

This confirmed Bob Redman's intentions. He wasn't here just to catch up. He wanted something—and John already had a pretty good idea of what that was.

But before they could head toward their table, John spotted someone sitting by the window, wearing a white sun hat and oversized sunglasses.

Slender figure. Elegant posture. Gorgeous legs.

She lowered her head and pulled the brim of her hat further down when they entered.

Alice.