Josefina locked eyes with Oliver, her expression unchanging as she delivered her line with a cool nonchalance, “Maybe my folks just offered too much.”
Oliver replied smoothly, “I offered a billion.”
Josefina secretly rolled her eyes. Would Jett and Tori agree to become bodyguards for someone for the sake of a billion dollars? No one would receive such treatment except for her.
With a playful smile, Josefina teased, “Maybe my family is willing to pay even more. Or perhaps guarding me is just less of a hassle than protecting you. After all, you’re a busy CEO with a million things on your plate. Too many dangers.”
Oliver’s lips curled into an enigmatic smile that sent shivers down Josefina’s spine. It was as if he was privy to some secret, possibly one about her. Shifting her gaze away, Josefina changed the subject, “So, Oliver, where are we heading for dinner?”
“Gourmet Galaxy,” he answered, his voice carrying the kind of allure that could tempt a saint.
Gourmet Galaxy, Josefina knew, was no ordinary eatery. Getting a reservation there wasn't always a piece of cake. They charged an annual membership fee, and even the standard one would set you back a cool million.
Given Oliver’s status, he probably had a lifetime membership, didn't he?
The last time she was invited, she didn’t have the time. She missed out on the chance to dine there. She heard the food was divine, and since she had never been, it was the perfect opportunity to check it out.
As they reached Gourmet Galaxy's grand entrance, Oliver’s phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, then said to Josefina, “Excuse me, I need to take this call.”
Josefina nodded, “I’ll head in first.”
With a nod, Oliver answered the call, accidentally activating the speaker. A girly, cutesy voice chimed in, “Oliver.”
The saccharine voice compelled Josefina to look back, but Oliver had already distanced himself, as if fearing someone might eavesdrop on his conversation.
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