Chapter 455

The woman was strikingly beautiful, and her voice was soft and gentle. A glint of concern in her dazzling eyes stirred a protective instinct in anyone who looked her way.

Sage flashed her a reassuring smile. "No worries."

"What's going on?" Shane ended his call and approached the ladies.

Observing the woman's concern for the kitten, Sage chose to keep the minor incident to herself. "It's nothing. Let's go."

With a nonchalant shrug, Shane followed her into the teahouse. The teahouse exuded an ageless charm and radiated an air of grace and antiquity.

On the ground floor, a harpist played amidst soft fountains and a delicate mist, lending an almost otherworldly atmosphere to the main hall.

A waiter led them upstairs to a private room. The second floor was a sanctuary, with antique furnishings and the comforting aroma of tea, which provided an immediate calmness to the soul.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Sage detected another faint fragrance—a subtle, sweet scent. It was per