Titus Zane spread his arms, presenting himself for Mia Foster to see, "You see, I'm doing quite well now, aren't I?"
Mia Foster grabbed Titus Zane's hands and sized him up from head to toe before hugging him again.
"It's great to see you unharmed."
"Thank you." Titus Zane gently patted Mia Foster's back, "That handsome guy over there is waiting."
The foreign hunk who had walked hand in hand with Mia Foster had been standing beside them, his azure eyes filled with curiosity.
"Heh, let him wait," said Mia Foster as she rose to her feet, yet she did not let go of Titus Zane's hand.
Titus Zane felt a bit puzzled. Just now he had run into Felix Shaw, and now Mia Foster, but she was... strolling down the street quite conspicuously with a handsome guy's hand in hers. What if Felix Shaw saw them?
Out of kindness, Titus Zane casually reminded her.
"I saw Felix Shaw just a moment ago."
