Mia Grant was stunned at first. When she processed it, the corner of her mouth twitched. "Are you nuts?"
Across from them, Felix Sinclair's grip on his chopsticks tightened when he heard their conversation.
He looked up at Ian Sinclair, trying to warn him with his eyes not to do anything reckless.
Ian Sinclair didn't even look at him.
Or perhaps he noticed out of the corner of his eye, but he had no intention of stopping.
He hadn't sought out Mia Grant ever since Felix had that talk with him last time.
He had been thinking constantly these past few days.
'Felix's words weren't without reason.'
'But is Mia Grant really not Mia Grant?'
'Of course, that's not what he was really concerned about.'
'If she isn't, she isn't.'
He had carefully thought back. From the moment he started noticing and liking Mia Grant until now, it should have always been *her*.
A person's habits and subconscious reactions don't lie.
