Day Sixty-Two…
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After talking to Cherry, Jane headed to the place where she would et Vincent. He was the one who chose the restaurant where they would eat their lunch. Upon arriving at the place, Jane was surprised. It was not an ordinary restaurant, but a high-end one.
The guard stopped her from entering and said, "Miss, do you have reservation?" He sized her up from top to bottom. Majority of the female custors entering the restaurants were wearing casual dresses and high-heels.
Jane reflexively looked at her clothes. She was only wearing a simple shirt partnered with blue high-waist jeans and white sneakers. She hesitated to enter the restaurant.
'This restaurant is for socialites. Is he flexing his money?' Jane mumbled to herself. She picked up her phone to ssage Vincent about the reservation. She didn't know if he was already there.
Just when she was about to type her ssage, Vincent called her.
"Have you arrived?" He asked her in his friendly tone.
"Yes. I'm currently standing outside the restaurant. The guard is asking about the reservation." Jane inford him.
The guard was waiting for her to show proof of reservation. He had no plan of letting her in because of her clothes.
"Wait for . I'm going to fetch you," Vincent simply said before hanging up the call.
A few minutes later, Vincent arrived at the entrance. He was already waiting for her from the inside. When the guard saw him, he imdiately greeted Vincent politely. Vincent was one of the VIP custors today.
"She's with ," Vincent inford the guard as he moved closer to Jane.
The guard smiled at him and apologized to Jane. He stepped to the side, opening the glass door wide for her. Vincent just nodded to the guard and extended his right hand to Jane. But Jane didn't hold his hand, She just stepped inside, walking past them.
Instead of getting offended by Jane's avoidance, Vincent could only smile as he watched her back. He followed her.
"Our table is located on the third floor. Booth 303," Vincent said, trying to catch up with her.
When they reached the booth, Vincent opened the door for her. Jane felt a little bit awkward since Vincent was acting as if they were close friends. He even pulled the chair for her. What made her feel more uncomfortable was that there were only two of them inside that room.
Vincent sat down and handed the nu list over to her. "You can order anything. It's on . My treat."
Jane simply nodded her head. She scanned the nu. Once she chose her food, Vincent would order them through the intercom inside the room. She told him her orders. Vincent started to choose his food too.
Jane was silently observing him. She was very cautious of this man. 'I'm not good at opening up a conversation. What should I tell him?' Jane mused to herself. The room was engulfed by a deafening silence.
After a while, Vincent raised his head and looked at her. They t each other's gaze for a long mont. There was a slight curve in his lips as he stared at her. I think you should take a look at
"I'm glad you contacted . I truly felt sorry for what I did to you. Thank you for allowing to compensate you through this al." Vincent finally broke the silence.
In Vincent's mind, he was trying to figure out why Jane started approaching him. 'What is she thinking? Does she have a hidden motive for doing this? Does he know ?'
anwhile, Jane's eyebrow twitched in a frown. She couldn't read his facial expression. He was good at hiding his real thoughts. 'I'm annoyed. Why does he keep on smiling at ?'
"Do you smile very often?" Jane suddenly blurted out, unable to hold herself.
Vincent was taken aback for a mont. Then a few seconds later, he burst out into a peal of laughter.
"Why, Jane? Do you feel uncomfortable with my smile? Or do you find gorgeous?" Vincent shalessly asked her in a teasing tone.
Jane cocked her eyebrows while pursing her lips. "You're shaless," She frankly said.
Her last remarks made him chuckle once more. "I'm sorry. I didn't an to. It's just that, I noticed that you feel a little bit tense around . I want to lighten up the atmosphere. Don't worry, I won't bite."
Jane forced a smile. "Okay. I understand."
Jane felt relieved when the waiter finally arrived and delivered their food.
"Let's eat," Vincent said cheerfully. He seed to be in a good mood today.
anwhile, as Jane and Vincent continued their conversation and began eating their lunch, soone arrived outside the restaurant. Nathan had been tracing Jane's location. Instead of assigning this task to his n, Nathan ca personally.
"What is she doing here? I wonder who is going to et here." Nathan mumbled to himself as he watched the place. This restaurant was well-known to the rich and wealthy people in Towerville City. One reservation cost a lot.
Nathan checked his phone. He could see in the tracking app that Jane was inside, specifically on the third floor. He traced his steps towards the door and was greeted by the guard.
The guard was very courteous toward Nathan because he recognized him as the CEO of the SYP Twilight Corp. Nathan was a regular custor of this restaurant. He often brought here his clients and business partners.
"Welco, Sir! Do you have another business eting here?" The guard asked Nathan.
"Yes." Nathan simply replied. Then he looked at his phone and opened his gallery. After picking one photo, he showed it to the guard. It was Jane's photo. "Have you seen this woman? May I know her booth number?"
The guard stared at his phone screen for a mont. His eyes lit up as he recognized the woman instantly. He couldn't forget her because she was the only custor who entered the restaurant in her plain shirt and jeans.
"Yes. She's inside, Sir. Booth 303." The guard gave away the booth number right away, thinking that Nathan had a business eting with Vincent, the VIP custor there.
And just like that, Nathan managed to get Vincent and Jane's booth number. Now, all he had to do was go and check on them. Nathan was very curious about whom Jane was eting today.
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