Chapter 595
"Yes, it’s me. I didn’t think you’d still remember." Ian replied, a smile naturally forming on his lips.
"How could I for— No," The maid, who had been answering in a daze, snapped out of it with a shake of her head.
Blinking, she looked at Ian again and let out a gasp. "My goodness. You really came back..."
"It’s been a while. I didn’t expect to see you here."
"Me neither. Oh, where are my manners? I’m sorry." The maid blinked and gestured to an empty table. "W-Would you mind sitting and waiting for just a moment?"
"Sure. But could you bring us something to drink first? For my friends, too."
"Of course! Just, just a moment! Oh, and feel free to use the tables however you like!" She spun around and hurried to the kitchen.
Watching her retreating figure, far more mature than he remembered, Ian smiled silently.
"You seem to have been close with that maid," Simon’s cautious whisper came from behind.
Ian, frowning faintly as if his earlier smile had never been, looked back.
Thesaya, stepping up beside Simon with a faint smile at her lips, said, "That’s not surprising. All the maids who know Ian are probably like that."
"Words like that are how rumors start," Ian said with a sigh, nodding toward the tables. "Let’s sit down."