After Maxwell said that, everyone who should and shouldn't have spoken fell silent. But Maxwell, the troublemaker, was totally oblivious to the awkward vibe and kept sipping his red wine with an air of elegance.
Finally, Rosemary's meal arrived. A waiter in a suit and bow tie set a beautifully plated steak in front of her, his slender, well-proportioned fingers withdrawing from the edge of the plate.
She looked up at him, a young and handsome guy, "Your hands are really nice, huh?"
More than nice, they were model-worthy nice. Just yesterday, Director Madden was on Facebook saying he needed a guy's hand for a body double gig. I wonder if he found anyone. I should recommend this guy to him.
The compliment caught the waiter off guard, and a blush crept onto his face. Although this wasn't the first time someone had praised his hands, it was the first time a customer had done so to his face, and a pretty lady at that, "Thank you."
"Mind if I add you on WhatsApp?"
She didn't want to discuss side gigs with him while he was working, in case the manager overheard and thought she was poaching their staff.
Waiter: "We can't carry our phones on us during work hours, and we're not allowed to add customers on WhatsApp."
To avoid harassing customers.
Rosemary grabbed a comment card from the table, jotted down her number, and handed it to him: "Alright, just hit me up after work then. Got something I want to talk to you about."
The young guy's face got even redder. As he stared at the graceful handwriting on the note, he subconsciously took it, his fingers brushing the paper. Instantly, he felt a chilling glare that could freeze him on the spot aimed straight at him.
He looked up toward the man sitting next to the lady. The man wasn't looking at him, and from his gentle features, it seemed unlikely he'd cast such an icy stare.
The next second, the chilling look was gone.
He warmed up, told Rosemary to "enjoy," and quickly walked away with his tray.
Queena had been keeping an eye on Maxwell the whole time, only now noticing Rosemary at the next table.
Back at the hospital, she only felt Rosemary looked familiar but didn't recognize her until after she looked up Maxwell and realized she was his ex-wife.
She bit her lip: "Mr. Templeton, let's add each other on WhatsApp too."
Maxwell looked at the QR code presented to him and didn't say a word.
Meanwhile, Rosemary and Martin had finished their meal and were leaving.
In the car, Martin handed her a contract: "Have your lawyer look this over. Once you're sure, just sign it and get it to me by next Monday."
Rosemary's finger paused as she was about to flip through the pages, then she withdrew her hand: "Alright."
After dropping Martin back at his company, she sent Director Madden a message asking if he'd found his hand model yet.
He replied quickly: "Not yet, got someone in mind?"
"I saw a guy today with beautiful hands. I'll send you his info once he adds me."
"Okay."



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