"Is it Saint and Ilma?"
Elena looked at Drake's surprised face and nodded slightly.
"Why didn't you tell Carla to change the location?" Drake asked worriedly.
"I didn't know they were coming to this restaurant..." Elena murmured.
"You know they're going to have dinner together?" Drake then asked.
"Of course. I'm the one who persuaded him to go to the dinner..." Elena quickly replied.
"Let's go to our table..." she then added.
"After you..." Drake extended his hand forward and said.
Elena lowered her head and briskly walked toward the table where her colleagues awaited her. To reach it, she had to pass by the table where Saint sat with Ilma, and with every step, she felt as if she were walking through the most agonizing moments of her life. She wished she could be invisible.
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