It was almost lunch break. The office was still crowded. Arianne did not speak to Sylvain in the office but invited him for lunch instead. Sylvain agreed straightaway and suggested a nice French restaurant.
When they found a seat and sat down, Arianne went straight to the point. “Someone drugged me and Robin last night. I suspect that there was something in the champagne. What do you think?”
Sylvain stared at her with a half-smile. “And you think I did it? What would be my motive? It’s true that I gave you the champagne, and you and Robin were the only ones to drink it and got caught up in deep shit. All of that is true, but I never touched the champagne. I may look suspicious, but you don’t have any evidence to prove that I did it. Do you?”
Arianne was speechless. She couldn’t seem to read Sylvain. He didn’t seem surprised or nervous.
After some thought, she asked, “What’s your plan for Robin? She’s from a family of scholars, so she’s more modest. She’s never had a boyfriend, and this is her first night away from home. You have to take some responsibility.”
Sylvain seemed amused. “What kind of responsibility am I supposed to take? We’re all adults. Are we incapable of being responsible for our own actions? It’s not like I forced her. I’ve had many women. If I had to be responsible for all of them, I wouldn’t have a place to live. Even if I do it for your sake, I could date her. However, it would be limited to just dating. I have no intentions of getting married.”
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