Damian Sinclair looked on feeling quite glaring, turned his gaze expressionlessly, and walked into the private room.
Archer Quinn closed the door behind him and quietly asked, "Bella, are you okay?"
Bella Acker smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
How could he not worry?
Others might not know, but he certainly did.
She hadn't really let go of this man in her heart; her outward calm and collected demeanor was merely a façade.
Over there, Bea walked over to the dining table and asked, "Archer Quinn, where are you sitting?"
Archer Quinn frowned, "To the left of your hand."
Bea glanced back and said to Julian Jennings, "Could you please move over to that spot? I'm his girlfriend, so I want to sit next to him."
Julian Jennings moved over one seat, getting closer to Sandra Woods.
He didn't say anything, just picked up his bowl and chopsticks and moved over one seat.
Sandra Woods frowned, "Isn't the seat next to Senior Quinn empty? Why make Julian move?"
