Desiree’s POV

We've arrived at a well-known and beautiful ambiance restaurant, and I'm staring at George, who is busy looking at the menu and deciding what he wants to eat, while I'm scrolling through my phone then Alexander's number appears on my notification; he's calling me right in the middle of my first date with George, and I'm not sure what he wants from me. I assumed he was busy babysitting his parents as well.

"Oh, your phone is ringing; it must be an urgent call; I don't mind if you pick it up." George offers, and I force a grin before picking up the phone and going outside for...