Adrian pursed his lips. "But I still want to go up and see for myself."
Lea wagged a finger in front of his face. "No can do. You only have two options right now. One is to let me go upstairs and check it out for you, or two, we both go back and nobody goes upstairs."
With no other choice, Adrian had to compromise. "Alright! You go then!"
Lea grinned. "That's more like it! Have some faith in your auntie's ability."
...
Marcus' gaze never strayed from the restroom. Even when Sophia was trying to serve him food, he barely paid any attention. It was only when he saw his son emerging from the restroom and obediently returning to his seat that he relaxed.
Now that Adrian had returned, Marcus could finally relax, but Bertha was puzzled. "Tristan, why did you come back alone? Where's Lea?"
"Auntie Lea said she suddenly had a stomachache and needed to use the restroom to crap, so she told me to come back first."
Bertha felt somewhat exasperated after hearing this. That girl! Everyone was here enjoying their meal, and she had to teach Tristan to say something like that without considering whether it might affect others' appetites. Why couldn't she teach Tristan a different phrase or give a different reason?
Tristan was so young that he was probably just parroting what he had heard.
"Well... Let's not wait for Lea. Let's all enjoy our meal. She doesn't eat much anyway; a few bites and she's full. Come on, Sophia, eat more meat. You've been losing weight recently."
Bertha deftly changed the subject with a laugh.
...
Meanwhile, Lea had stealthily made her way to the second floor of the restaurant.
The private rooms on the second floor were almost full, and she had to check each one.
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