Alexander was waiting right outside the company office in his car. The moment he spotted Evelyn walking out in her elegant yellow trousers, a warm smile crossed his face and he immediately stepped out to meet her.
"Tired?" he asked gently.
Evelyn shook her head with a light smile. "I'm fine. It's well within what my body can handle."
They got into Alexander's car. For this dinner, he hadn't brought a driver, choosing to steer the vehicle through the city streets himself. He had already reserved a private space at their usual spot. Following their familiar routine, the two of them quietly sampled some premium tea first, letting the relaxing ambiance wash over them before the main courses were served. Toward the end of the dinner, Evelyn excused herself to go to the bathroom.
Meanwhile, far away at the Thorn Group headquarters in Gag Country, Michael Thorn was sitting in front of his massive French windows, trying to unwind after handling an grueling marathon of official business.
