She apologized with a smile on her lips, and Lorenzo nodded at her before walking past her towards the bar.
He had had them sit down and each received a drink, while Diana, who was extremely cautious tonight, wanted nothing.
She must be really careful because one wrong move, everything would be over for her.
She bit her lower lip in anxiety and turned her head when she felt someone stand beside her,
"Why don't you want to drink?" The person, who was Lorenzo, asked, and a half smile emerged on her face.
"Oh... it's nothing actually. I am just not the drinking type. I'd rather down on some waterm." she clarified, and Lorenzo slowly nodded his head.
"I see. Hmm...Do you know who he is?" He abruptly asked, and Diana turned her head to look at him.
"Who?" she asked.
"Mr. Ferguson. You have been staring intently at him for a while now, so I am curious if you know him or something."
