He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 598

"Mr. Hayes, we're being followed by reporters," she pointed out calmly.

"Let them," he replied, entirely unbothered.

The words she was about to say died in her throat.

Pressing the issue would only make her look paranoid.

So, she kept quiet.

Eventually, the car pulled up to the restaurant's entrance.

It was tucked away in a highly secluded area, virtually invisible to the average passerby.

The architecture itself was a stunning recreation of ancient Riverton estates.

By the time he handed the keys to the valet, the manager was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Hayes, Ms. Wallace, right this way," the manager greeted respectfully, gesturing for them to enter.

She gave a polite nod.

He played the perfect gentleman.

He placed a hand behind her back to guide her, though he was careful not to actually touch her.

They looked incredibly close, yet there was a deliberate lack of overt romance.

It felt like a high-stakes business negotiation.

Yet, the intoxicating thrill of sexual tension between them was undeniably thick in the air.

She played dumb.

And he played right along.

They were led to a private dining room.

He slid the menu across the table toward her. "See what catches your eye."

She skimmed the pages, noting the array of famous local dishes.

With a faint smile, she closed the leather-bound book. "I'll let you decide."

After all, they weren't really here for the food.

What they ate was entirely irrelevant.

He nodded and smoothly rattled off a few signature orders to the waiter.

She watched him quietly. The moment he closed the menu, she stopped tapping her fingers against the table.

Her eyes locked onto his. "Let's skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point."

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