Felix Allington followed beside him, too scared to breathe heavily.
Just standing there at the fresh food market, Ian Roan exuded a chill and possessed an aura deterring strangers from approaching, causing everyone from vendors to the elderly shopping to turn their heads.
"Oh my, who does this handsome man belong to? It's one thing to look good, but to be a man willing to cook, I've never seen such a good-looking man in this market before."
"Who would disagree? And I wonder which woman is so lucky to marry him; it's just too fortunate."
"Hey, why doesn't my daughter have such luck? It's such a pity..."
Listening to the gossip, Felix Allington lowered his head more and more, feeling like he was being eyed like a commodity, simply hoping Chairman Rowe wouldn't lose his temper there.
Ian Roan's face was indeed not looking good at the moment, not for any other reason but because of the overwhelming smell in the market, also Ava Kent was nowhere to be seen, not a trace of her.
