"Then steak it is." Matthew Saxon quickly made a decision and called the waiter. In just a minute or two, he ordered the dishes.
Scarlett Yates's back remained stiff.
Sometimes, she truly believed that people's destinies could be arranged by fate.
Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that Stella chose today for a blind date, and she had to accompany her?
And the man named Zhao just happened to choose this restaurant, and this particular spot.
Matthew Saxon seemed to be sitting right behind her.
She could already smell his unique and familiar scent.
Sitting so, so close, if she turned around, she could see him.
Scarlett Yates lowered her head a little more, trying hard to lessen her presence, and was pondering what kind of excuse she could make to leave temporarily.
But at this moment, Stella, who was happily chatting with her blind date, suddenly shifted her attention to her.
