The Orchid was one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city — private booths, low lighting, and a menu that required reservations months in advance.
Silas arrived exactly on time, dressed in a tailored black suit that made him look every bit the powerful billionaire he was. He had no desire to be here, but his mother's threat still echoed in his mind.
Diane was already seated when he arrived.
She looked stunning in a deep emerald dress that complemented her figure perfectly. When she saw him, her face lit up with a warm, genuine smile.
"Silas," she said softly, standing up as he approached. "Thank you for coming. I was worried you might change your mind."
Silas pulled out his chair and sat down without returning the smile. "I don't break promises to my mother."
Diane sat back down gracefully, a small laugh escaping her. "That's very honest of you. Most men would at least pretend to be happy to see me."
