Aloida hoped to remain calm despite the turmoil she felt inside her heart. She has no right in any way to get jealous. She tried to smile as she waved her hand to her boss and Amara, who was grinning lopsidedly.
“Hello, Sir, and Ms. Amara,” she simply said as her greetings to them. She did not reply to Amara’s nosy question. She has no obligation anyway to satisfy her nosiness.
Lexandro Montaro nodded at Aloida while his questioning eyes were looking at the set of eating utensils across her. Aloida ignored the query in his eyes. She remained silent after that. She had no intention of explaining herself or giving in to Amara’s obvious mode of malicious nosiness.
“Are you alone, Ms. Jeansen?” It was Lexandro who asked. His voice was cold, and his expression was unfathomable.
“Oh, I am w
