Chapter 117
As they approached the table, it was as if a bolt of lightning struck Leon's mind — a sudden realization, a true moment of enlightenment. He remembered what his mentor had taught him. Instantly understanding what he had to do, he stepped forward with confidence, circled the table, and gently pulled out one of the chairs. Smiling, he looked at Angelica, tilted his head slightly, and said:
"Please, have a seat, my lady."
Angelica shivered slightly at the unexpected gesture. Her eyes widened a bit, and a soft, amused yet genuine smile touched her lips. Stepping closer, she responded in a slightly playful tone:
"Oh my... how gentlemanly of you..."
She walked up to the chair with grace, lowered herself onto it elegantly, her dress fluttering slightly as she moved, and added softly:
"Thank you~"
"You're most welcome," Leon replied with dignity, then turned smoothly toward Olivia.
He walked over to the second chair nearby and, with the same politeness and solemnity, pulled it out while turning to the young woman:
"Please, milady. Have a seat."