“Mr. Kennedy is a client, so the meeting place is decided by him.” Nathan made a lukewarm reply.
Alice paused for a moment and did not reply.
Yeah, he was the client. His thoughts were the most important. He could book wherever he wanted.
Alice didn't know where Kennedy booked, so she did not know how long it would take to be there. She took out then her phone and texted Yanis, saying that if she could not come back before it was time to get off work, Yanis took Jack home and did not have to wait for her.
After sending the messages, Alice put the phone back in her bag, and then leaned on the seat and closed eyes to have some sleep.
She wanted to have a rest, but she actually fell asleep. When she woke up, the car had stopped, and it was quiet. Nathan was no longer in the car.
Alice looked around, only to find that it was a restaurant not far from the seaside.
In the dining room, a familiar figure could be seen in the distance.
That was Kennedy.
Alice rubbed her eyes, arranged her clothes and then opened the door and walked to Kennedy.
She had been already there, so she didn't have anything to be sentimental about.
She went directly to Kennedy and sat down opposite him.
“You woke up.”
When she got off the car, Kennedy knew it, but he did not expect that she would calmly sit in front of him. The more indifferent she was, the less confidence Kennedy was.
Because, this was the first time Alice asked him out.
The waiter walked over, “Miss, what would you like to drink?”
Alice slightly smiled, “A cup of coffee, thank you.”
She had just woken up and was sleepy.
“Ok, please wait a moment.”
The waiter left. Alice looked at the shop’s decoration, mainly blue, complemented with the color of blue sea
They were both silent. When the coffee was served, Alice said thank, and then stirred the cup of coffee with a spoon.
“Mr. Kennedy.”
She called him politely.
Kennedy frowned with dissatisfaction, “If you're here to talk business, you can call me Mr. Kennedy, but for the rest of the day, you mustn't say anything personal. If you're here to ask personal questions, then say my name.”
He could no longer bear this woman calling him so strangely.
Hearing that, Alice stopped stirring the coffee. After a moment, she looked up at him and spoke, “Ok, we won't talk about work today but private affairs.”
Kennedy fixed his eyes on her, “Say my name then.”
Alice, “...”
“Do you have to put me through this?”
“You think I'm giving you a hard time?” Kennedy frowned, “What did I do?”
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