Ainsley was only watching from the side. He didn't see the expression on the woman's eyes earlier because he was busy eating. He only slowed down when the staff dealt with the spill. After they left, the best friend finally reacted: "Pfft, since when did you become so understanding? Gosh, that lady looked like she's been working for fifteen hours already."
"I wasn't. I barely held back." Sinclair only snorted. "It's too much trouble. Not to mention that it will reach the press, and they will work their way to find out who I was eating with. Are you willing to let them report on your full-course meal for five people?"
"You!" At that ridiculing tone at the end, Ainsley gritted his teeth in an edge-to-edge bite. He had already dropped the sulking from early, and now, he was picking it up again. This time, with Sinclair directly. He then huffed and busied his mouth with his lobster. "Hmph!"
