"You know Ken?" He naturally thought of Bain at seeing Ken.
She realized she had forgot herself. So she shook her head and let go of his hand.
"No."
"Then how about eating something?"
"Alright." Her expression was no longer natural like before.
"Come and sit here." He led her to the corner table, "What do you want?"
"Whatever you get "
He called the waiter to get some food for Wendy.
Wendy then lowered her head to eat slowly.
Someone came to greet Henson, and they had a small talk.
Henson was talking and lowering his head to check Wendy, who now was secretly looking at Ken again.
He frowned. She must know Ken.
Someone came to invite Henson to have a talk about work. Henson looked at Wendy and said, "I will leave for a while, just a few minutes. So don't go around."
Wendy nodded and said, "OK."
Henson left, and she sighed.
Then she looked up to find Ken, and she found Ken was looking at her sharply as well.
She frowned slightly to change her gaze, trying to continue eating her food.
But the harder she tried to keep calm, the louder the sounds around seemingly became.
At the table behind, Wendy could hear a few women there were talking about her and Henson.
Someone said with contempt, "Where is this woman from?"
"Who knows. Did you find that? She held Mr. Charles's hand so tight and was almost lying on Mr. Charles like a koala."
"Such a bi*ch! If she stayed alone with Mr. Charles, she would definitely seduce him."
"You can say that again! Mr. Charles doesn't seems to like her at all. His expression is cold all the time. Maybe he feels disgusted."
"Nowadays, beautiful young girls like to overestimate themselves. How can Mr. Charles be tricked by them?"
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