'Did Diamond make a wrong reservation? I told her many times that it's just a professional meeting, and she's not the type to make such a simple mistake,' Vernon thought.
He glanced at Shailene, who leaned on the table and propped her cheek with one hand while staring at the beautiful fountain view. Her expression was unreadable, making it even more nerve-racking for Vernon.
'Damn, I know that she's excellent at her job as a psychologist, but why does she have to be so unreadable like this? Is it part of her job to be mysterious all the time?'
A waiter came pouring wine for them, and after he did his job, Vernon grabbed his arm and pulled him close.
Vernon whispered to the waiter, asking for this weird dinner setup;
'Did my secretary make the wrong reservation? I told her this is just a professional meeting, not a romantic one. She's not my date.'
