The combination of an attractive man and a stunning woman was bound to draw attention. Even in such a bustling crowd, Samantha and Leonardo stood out immediately.
Xenia's friend grabbed her arm. "Xenia, look over there! Is that Mr. Garrett? He rarely visits our club, so I've hardly seen him, and I've never had the opportunity to serve him. But you've served him before. You surely know Mr. Garrett, don't you?"
Xenia looked in that direction and immediately locked her gaze on Leonardo and Samantha. They were exceptionally eye-catching.
Just with that one look, Xenia was completely stunned and lost for words. With Leonardo's outstanding appearance, how could she not recognize him? It was truly Leonardo Garrett!
Xenia's friend eagerly nudged her, brimming with excitement. "Xenia, is that Mr. Garrett? Is it really him?"
Xenia finally snapped out of her shock and nodded. "Yes, it's Mr. Garrett."
"What?" One of them gasped. "That's really Mr. Garrett? Why would he come to a place like this for supper?"
"Wow! I didn't expect this," another added. "The newcomer seems quiet and innocent, and I truly thought she's innocent. But it turned out that she simply dislikes regular customers. Probably because they're not rich enough."
"She clearly has a plan," one of them speculated. "It seems she's been plotting in secret for quite some time. When she finally takes action, she targets the most influential man."
"She really has some skills to bring Mr. Garrett here for supper," said the other.
Another friend remarked enviously, "Please, Mr. Garrett probably hasn't been to places like this before. He's just looking for something new. She doesn't deserve the credit."
Xenia stared at Samantha, a mix of hatred and jealousy swirling inside her. That night, in the private room, she had observed how Leonardo kept a distance from other women. Yet, he had allowed Samantha to sit beside him and assist with pouring wine.
Now, they were even having supper together after leaving the club. Xenia couldn't understand how someone with zero social skills could wield such undeniable charm.
Fueled by jealousy, she tightened her fist. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and a sly grin spread across her face. She pulled out her phone and took a photo of Samantha and Leonardo.
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Leonardo and Samantha had their supper in silence, with little conversation, but the atmosphere was pleasant. It wasn't until they both finished their meals that Samantha noticed the empty plastic container in front of Leonardo. She couldn't help but laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" Leonardo asked.
Samantha imitated his earlier tone. "This kind of packaging will release toxic substances when holding hot food."
In that instant, Leonardo understood what she was hinting at, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he kindly reminded her again. "It's fine once or twice, but you should eat less of this stuff regularly. You'll regret it once you get sick."
"Got it," she replied, realizing that Leonardo could nag like an old man.
She rose to her feet and made her way to the buffalo wings vendor. "Here's the payment for the wings."
"Thank you." The vendor was still occupied with grilling the buffalo wings.
After paying, Samantha waved at Leonardo. "I'm done eating, and it's time for me to head home. Mr. Garrett, you should also go home and get some rest. Staying up late isn't good for your health."
Leonardo stood up and followed her, his tall, well-built figure catching attention. "I'll drive you home," he offered.
Samantha declined immediately. "No, no, we're not heading in the same direction. I can easily grab a cab back. The club will reimburse me the cost of my ride home tonight."
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