Walker’s expression was flat as he curled his thin lips. "What a coincidence."
Preston Vance felt his hostility. A biting chill spread through the air, and an inexplicable pressure settled over him.
Walker looked at Chloe, his tone softening. "Chloe, I’m hungry. Can I stay and eat with you?"
Chloe shot him an expressionless glance.
’Listen to him?’
’What a joke.’
He always treated her feelings, her words, like they were nothing.
She looked away, ignoring him.
Walker’s chest tightened. He couldn’t help but squeeze her fingers. "Chloe."
"Let go of me. I want to get some water," Chloe said, her tone icy.
Walker’s eyes darkened, but he let her go.
Preston Vance sat opposite them, taking in the dynamic between them.
’Their marriage doesn’t seem to be going well.’
The food arrived at the table. Walker had the waiter bring another place setting and also ordered more of Chloe’s favorite dishes.
The atmosphere at the table was tense and oppressive.
Preston Vance took a call, then looked at Chloe Reed apologetically. "I’m sorry, Miss Reed, but something’s come up and I have to leave."
Chloe shook her head. "It’s alright. Go take care of your business."

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