"I'm going first. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Clark."
Kathrina took a step away, but Clark's hand stopped her from moving, and the sight before her utterly left her rooted in the place.
In front of her was Arthur with his companions, which she recognized as two. He was with his secretary and the woman from the day before. She blinked, trying to deny the Arthur she wanted to see was here, in the same place with her, breathing the same air.
Arthur's jaw ticked as his eyes lingered on Kathrina's hand that was being held. He had the urge to rip the other man's hand from hers.
"Arthur, are you okay?" His mother asked as he suddenly halted his step.
"Hmm, sorry, mom."
With that, he continued his walk and passed Kathrina, trying so hard not to give another glance at her. They did not acknowledge each other's existence as though they were just two people who happened to see each other on the street.
