After bidding farewell to the chaos of the Twelfth District, Arthur and Louis quickly returned to the restaurant where they had dined earlier.
Just as they entered through the back door, they saw Thiers wiping his mouth with a napkin, his hand gently raised as if he intended to request another dessert from the waiter.
However, upon noticing the return of Arthur and Louis, Thiers slowly put down his raised arm, placed the napkin aside deliberately, and maintained a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth: "It seems today's meal can only end here."
Arthur took the bill from the waiter's hand, glanced at it briefly, and nonchalantly pulled a Napoleon gold coin from his jacket pocket, tossing it into the waiter's hand.
"You have a good appetite, Mr. Thiers. Would you like another steak?"
