Flint was panicking, afraid his best friend would notice him. So, he thought of a way to hide first. Since he didn't have his sunglasses with him, he had to act like a coward. He hadn't committed any crimes, but he had to hide before his best friend questioned his sudden lunch at a fancy restaurant. Especially since he was wearing an expensive suit, his best friend would surely be able to guess his true identity as a CEO or heir.
Seeing a narrow hallway near the VIP area, he ran toward it and hid there for a while. He caught his breath, panting slightly as he watched his friend and the narrative designer team enter the VIP room next to the one he had booked.
Even though the problem was now resolved, he was still confused about how he would leave the restaurant peacefully after meeting Bastian. If they accidentally crossed paths, would Ellen immediately hate him?
