"Hello, I’m here for the reservation made by Mr. Ethan Reyes," Cammy said to the receptionist upon arriving at a fine-dining Japanese restaurant, booked earlier by Ethan’s secretary.
"Good evening, Ma’am. Please follow , I’ll show you to your room."
"Room?" Cammy asked, curious as they walked through the restaurant.
"Yes, Ma’am. We offer private dining rooms here, as well as an event hall that can host up to two hundred guests."
"Wow, this place is huge and so elegant. I bet the food is amazing."
"I can assure you, our nu is among the finest in the city." The receptionist led her to one of the private rooms and opened the door. "Here we are. Mr. Reyes has already placed the order. Shall we serve it now, or would you prefer to wait for him?"
"I’ll wait. I’d rather not have the food cool down before he arrives," Cammy replied.
"Understood. We’ll bring you so tea while you wait. If you need anything, there’s a button at the end of the table to call a server. You can leave your shoes here," the receptionist said, gesturing for her to enter the room.
Cammy’s eyes wandered around the room, taking in every detail. The authenticity of the decor made her feel as though she’d been transported to Japan. At the center stood a table, large enough to seat six to eight people.
It was a traditional low table, where guests sit on the floor, but with a recessed space beneath it so they could comfortably extend their legs instead of sitting cross-legged.
"This is lovely. It feels like dining in another country," Cammy murmured, just as her phone began to ring.
"Hello?"
"[Mommy! It’s our call ti. Did you miss ?]" Dylan said on the other end, his voice full of joy and energy. It was contagious, bringing a smile to Cammy’s face.
"Hello, my baby! I miss you so much, but that’s my question. Did you miss ?"
"[I’m not a baby anymore, Mommy! I was busy all day, but I miss you now. Did you et your boss?]"
Cammy chuckled at Dylan’s question. It was like talking to soone who was neither a child nor an adult. "I did, and guess who my boss is?!"
"[Tell !]"
"It’s Uncle Ethan. I’m having dinner with him tonight. Have you eaten yet?"
"[Wow, that’s exciting! I like Uncle Ethan, say hi to him for . I’m about to have dinner too, but I wanted to call before our ti ran out. I almost forgot because I was playing earlier.]"
"That’s okay, sweetheart. Have as much fun as you want. I don’t mind if you call late, as long as you’re happy, I’m happy."
"[I’m happy here. I’ve got lots of playmates and friends! Oh, I have to go, they’re calling us for dinner. Bye, Mommy, I love you!]"
"Bye, darling, I love you too. Enjoy your al."
With a relieved sigh and a smile, Cammy felt her worries lt away. "Looks like he’s doing just fine. I was worrying for nothing," she murmured.
She was about to put her phone down when it beeped, and she quickly checked the ssage.
"[Cammy, I’m on my way. Tell them to serve the food I ordered.]"
Cammy followed Ethan’s instructions imdiately, and within minutes, the servers began bringing in the feast he had ordered.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she took in the amount of food—far more than she expected for just the two of them.
"Excuse ," she called to one of the waiters. "Are you sure this is our order?"
"Yes, Ma’am."
"There must be a mistake. This is way too much food for just two people."
"One mont, Ma’am. Let double-check." The waiter reviewed the reservation details on his tablet and showed it to her.
"There’s no mistake, Ma’am. Mr. Ethan Reyes made this reservation, and the order is for four people."
"Oh, alright. Thanks for checking."
The waiters bowed politely before leaving, mimicking the customs of Japanese servers.
’He must have invited Chiqui and the HR manager to thank them for helping ,’ Cammy thought.
Ethan soon arrived and she quickly stood up, expecting Chiqui and the HR manager to be right behind him.
Cammy’s bright smile soon faded, her breath was caught up in her throat, and she felt like she would soon faint after seeing the two n who entered the private room with Ethan.
"Cammy, I hope you don’t mind. I invited them to join us as a thank you for helping us earlier. Let introduce to you the people who thought of contacting Atty. Perez to help us resolve your case and suggest the employee loan program to cover the fee.
This is our CEO and owner of Cross Tech, Mr. Gregory Cross, and his right-hand man Mr. Harry Parker," Ethan uttered proudly with a wide smile on his face.
’This is not happening,’ Cammy thought. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole right then and there.
Harry was the first one to extend his hand, greeting Cammy. "Nice to et you, Ms. Watson. I’ve heard ’so much’ about you..." he added, emphasizing the last part with a aningful smile.
Cammy caught the aning behind his words and nervously swallowed before shaking his hand. Her heart raced, and the room suddenly felt colder.
As Harry released her hand, Greg stepped forward with a smirk, moving in closer to her.
"Hello, Ms. Cammy Watson. I am so glad to finally see you..." Like Harry, Greg extended his hand and watched Cammy’s trembling hand reach out without looking up.
To catch her attention, Greg gently lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. Cammy’s eyes widened as she finally t his gaze.
Both n, especially Harry, were caught off guard by Greg’s gesture, knowing his usual attitude toward won. Greg was never a gentleman to anyone, even to his ex-fiancee...
Cammy quickly withdrew her hand, hearing Greg chuckle softly.
"Did I frighten you? I was just trying to be a gentleman since your hand was shaking and cold. But it seems I’ve ward you up—your face is bright red now."
Cammy instinctively touched her cheeks, stamring, "N-No, I-I’m just not used to that. And y-you’re the b-big boss. I-I didn’t expect to et you here."
"Big, huh? I’ve heard that before..." Greg smirked, his thoughts drifting to their past encounter and how Cammy got overwheld after seeing how ’big’ he was.
Cammy understood the innuendo, and the mory of that night only made her blush harder.
’Damn you, Greg! You probably planned all this to ss with ,’ she thought angrily.
"I’m sorry, Cammy. I should’ve told you in advance—I didn’t an to make you uncomfortable," Ethan said, noticing how flushed she had beco.
"N-No, I’m not uncomfortable. I’m grateful, actually. Just a little surprised and honored to et the CEO in person, especially since I’m just a lowly new hire in the company," Cammy replied, though she clenched her teeth as she finished her sentence.
"That’s good to hear. The last thing I want is to make anyone uncomfortable with my presence, which is why I didn’t attend the new hires’ lunch today and just watched from the CCTV in the cafeteria. But when one of my best friends, Ethan, here asked for my help earlier, I was more than happy to step in. It’s rare for him to ask," Greg said, placing his arm on Ethan’s shoulder and giving it a friendly pat.
Greg glanced at Ethan, who chuckled in agreent, then turned back to Cammy. "Ethan’s friends are my friends too. So, what do you say, Ms. Watson—can we be friends?"
Cammy felt a wave of nausea, knowing Greg was clearly enjoying the situation while Ethan remained clueless.
"S-Sure. Why don’t you take a seat, sir? The food’s getting cold," she suggested, eager for the dinner to be over.
Everyone took their seats, except for Cammy. "I-I’ll just run to the washroom. I drank too much tea. Please, don’t wait for —go ahead and eat. I’ll be right back."
Cammy quickly left the room and headed straight for the ladies’ room. Grateful to find it empty, she sighed in relief, glad for a mont of peace and silence. Only to curse out loud, slamming her hand on the wall of the cubicle beside her, "Unbelievable! FUCK!"
"Should we ’fuck’ again?"
Cammy quickly spun around and saw Greg smirking pervertedly, standing by the door. She heard the soft click of the lock, signaling that he had just locked it and there was nowhere else for her to go.
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