The building management?
They did indeed come to offer him birthday wishes every year, but that was usually in the evening. Surely they wouldn't intrude upon them at noon, right?
Besides, it was almost twelve. Why wasn't Ms. Smith here yet?
Was she not intending to come anymore?
The thought caused a wave of restless irritability to suddenly well up in Justin and he stood up abruptly. His deep-set eyes stared hard at the door and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye flashed with frosty displeasure.
At the sight, Chester, who was playing games on his cell phone, asked, "Are you waiting for someone, Justin?"
"No, I'm not," replied Justin, who denied it without even a second thought.
He had given the woman an opportunity to get close to him, but she hadn't seized it. It was her loss. What did it have to do with him?
That woman was obviously the one in love with him, but why was he instead the one feeling insecure now?
