I couldn't see the reason why he said that at first, but since Sawyer had a weird expression, I peeped over behind him.
Then, I saw Hendrix. He was wearing a casual suit and cutting the steak gracefully. He sat by the restaurant's window, and the person sitting opposite him wasn't Andrea, but a girl I had met twice before. I didn't really know her, but I could still recognize her.
She was Chloe, Richard's niece.
The two of them came to a mall to have steak.
A CEO and his secretary.
"You're right. Let's go," I wasn't avoiding him, but it indeed was a bit awkward. No matter why they were here, it wasn't appropriate for me to just show up.
Sawyer nodded, but after a pause, he peered at me again. "Even I could tell that something isn't right between the two of them. Aren't you going to ask?"
Confused, I gazed at him and asked, "What am I going to ask?"
"Well," He was speechless. "It's nothing."
I glanced around and saw a barbecue restaurant at the corner. I blandly suggested, "Let's go over there."
At this moment, my cell phone rang.
Hendrix was calling me.
I looked over to the restaurant and saw that he was already looking in my direction.
I picked up the phone and heard his clear voice, "Come in and eat together."
"I'm here with my friend. I don't think it's convenient."
Both of us had something to discuss with others, so I really felt that it wasn't a convenient occasion to dine together.
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