Lydia wasn't the type to be easily swayed, let alone hand out her personal number. Jerica scoffed softly to herself. Of course she expects me to set up the meeting. What made Lydia think Jerica would just come running?
And yet… the card felt heavy with potential.
As the dinner progressed, Jerica returned to her seat, her mind still spinning from the encounter. But to her surprise, Lydia had managed to reposition herself at the table, taking a seat right next to her.
Jerica glanced at her, startled. Lydia smiled, seemingly unfazed by the social maneuvering that had undoubtedly left others scrambling. "I've heard interesting things about your foundation," Lydia said, casually linking her arm with Jerica's.
