Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2407

Luna's tone was flat and dismissive. "I offered him a ride, that's all. But he'd rather go to a bar and have fun. Clearly, he doesn't want to spend time with someone as boring as me."

Leslie had the good sense not to push further. She started the engine and drove out into the night, keenly aware that Luna's mood had taken a noticeable dip.

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The Nightfall Bar was a modest establishment, tucked away in an old alley. It had few customers but made up for it with privacy. Its weathered stone walls and high fences gave it a charming, upscale feel despite its humble appearance.

Andrew walked past wearing a long coat and a hat pulled low over his face. He paused at the bar's entrance to peer inside, then crossed the street and sat down at a small food stall opposite the bar. He ordered some food and settled in to eat slowly and deliberately.

Manuel Powell, the stall owner, was a weathered man in his 50s with ruddy cheeks from years of outdoor work. He smiled warmly. "Welcome back, sir. You're here again."

Andrew smiled and handed him a large bill. "Keep the change."

Manuel's face lit up with delight. He immediately called his daughter, Olivia Powell, over from the kitchen to bring Andrew a complimentary bowl of soup.

Olivia was barely in middle school. Yet, she was already shaping up to be a beauty. She was sharp, obedient, and with big, bright eyes. She shyly glanced at Andrew before hurrying off to get the soup.

When she set the steaming bowl in front of him, she moved carefully and respectfully, then smiled shyly at her feet before walking away.

In the kitchen, Gianna Floyd, the owner's wife, had just finished frying a batch of meatballs.

She grinned widely at Olivia and asked, "So, is that rich gentleman back again?"

Olivia nodded. "Yeah, Mom. He has been coming for two nights straight now."

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