Anya raised her hand like she was taking an oath. "Chad, I swear, I've never been here before. Ross is the one who picked this place."
"A guy?"
Anya pouted, "If I said it was a guy, would you still be mad?"
Leo gently tapped her nose, grinning. "Sounds like I shortchanged you on the 'reward' at lunch. We'll have to fix that later."
Anya clung happily to Leo's arm as they walked in. She had no idea where to go, so Leo took the lead. "This way," he said.
Watching Anya's wide-eyed curiosity, Leo was convinced she truly had no clue about this place.
As they entered, a host greeted them. "Good evening, sir, we're not open yet."
Anya stepped forward confidently, "Ross invited us."
"Ah, Mr. Ross. Right this way, please." The host led them to a private room.
As they got closer, the music booming from inside grew louder.
"Mr. Ross, your guests have arrived," announced the host.
The door swung open to reveal a bunch of guys belting out songs, flirting with hostesses over drinks, and others smoking or playing games.
"Hey, make room! Ms. Anya is here. Let me introduce everyone: this is Anya from Calder Corporation. She's my goddess, but out of my league, unfortunately."
Anya shot Leo a glance, quickly saying, "Chad, I—"
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