I squirmed in my seat because the gaze on me was getting uncomfortable.

Atticus hadn’t said a word since we stepped foot in the restaurant that was located in the company building.

The restaurant was way better than most five-star restaurants I had been to, and I was sure that the staff here never went outside to eat because I wouldn’t if I worked here.

It was a nice thing to know that Atticus loved to eat here. It was a positive thing, and it would make his staff see him in a good light, though I don’t think he cares about their opinion of his person since he had...