Having said that, Shaun turned and walked away.


    Warren was fuming. “Shaun won’t turn back until he hits a wall. I swear, he’s going to spend the rest of his life tripping over Ms.


    Mallin!”


    Chelsea clenched her fists, unwilling to give up. After everything she had done, how could she still lose to Halsey? It was driving


    her mad.


    “Warren, do you know which restaurant Shaun is meeting Ms. Mallin at?”


    “What are you nning to do?”


    “I just want to go take a look.”


    Warren sighed, then nodded. “Alright. Let’s go see for ourselves.”


    Shaun arrived at the restaurant. Tonight, he had Martin book the entire ce.


    The restaurant manager greeted him warmly. “Mr. Lane, this way, please.”


    The manager led Shaun to a private table.


    “She’s not here yet?” Shaun asked.


    The manager smiled politely. “Not yet.”


    “Alright. You can go. I’ll wait for her.”


    The manager stepped away.


    Shaun checked the time. It was nearly 6:00 PM, but Halsey still hadn’t arrived. He pulled out his phone and opened the chat with “cute_potato”. The more he looked at that username, the cuter it seemed.


    He sent a text, asking, [Are you here yet?]


    At that moment, Geneva had just arrived outside the restaurant. Her phone chimed. She opened it and saw Shaun’s message. Her heart practically burst with joy.


    She had asked around after she got home and found out that Shaun was a rising star in the business world-handsome, wealthy, and powerful. She felt like she had struck gold.


    Tonight, she was determined to win Shaun over.


    Geneva shook her head. If Shaun had added her on Instagram and agreed to a date, it meant he already liked her. Yesterday had


    to be love at first sight!


    Geneva checked herself in a mirror. She was wearing a miniskirt that gave her a lively college-girl charm. She had countless


    pursuers, so she was confident.


    She replied, [I’m here.]


    Then, she stepped into the restaurant. The manager greeted her quickly. “Good evening.”


    “Hi,” Geneva said sweetly. “I have a dinner date with Mr. Lane. Has he arrived yet?”


    “Yes, he’s already here and waiting. Right this way.”


    The manager led her deeper into the restaurant.


    As they walked in, Geneva spotted Shaun immediately. He was dressed in a custom-tailored ck suit, elegant and sharp. Young and confident, he was the kind of rising businessman who put all those greasy old CEOs to shame.


    Her heart skipped a beat. She felt like the luckiest girl alive-like fate itself had smiled on her.


    She was already falling hard.


    Shaun sat at the table, reading the message from “cute_potato” that said, [I’m here.] His lips curved upward. She had arrived.


    Just then, the manager brought Geneva over. “Mr. Lane, your guest has arrived.”


    Shaun looked up quickly. “Where is she?”


    Geneva stepped forward with a bright smile. “Mr. Lane, nice to see you.”.


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    Shaun’s face darkened. His expression turned cold as he looked her over. “Who is this? I don’t know her.”


    Then he turned to the manager. “Didn’t I say to clear the ce out? Why is some random person wandering in?”


    Geneva’s smile froze. Random person?


    She quickly spoke up, “I’m not just some random person! Didn’t we agree to meet here for dinner?”