Chapter 367
Time passed unknowingly. I straightened my slightly sore back and looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
It was already past eight oโclock.
But Quentin and the others still hadnโt arrived.
I furrowed my brow, wondering whether to give Quentin a call to remind him.
It was also possible that there was traffic on the way.
Hesitating, my phone suddenly rang.
It was Quentin.
I hurriedly answered the call.
As soon as the phone connected, Quentinโs apologetic voice came through, saying, โRalda, Iโm sorry, but Kimora had something come up last minute and canโt make itโฆโ
โOh,โ I asked somewhat dazedly, โWhy didnโt you mention it earlier? Iโve been waiting here for almost two hours.โ
โIโm sorry, Ralda. She just called me and said there was a sudden emergency at home. She also asked me to apologize to you on her behalf. Ralda, donโt be angry, and donโt blame her. Kimora is a very nice person. She is very sorry that she couldnโt come. She was crying on the phone just now."
โIs that so?โ I asked without much emotion.
Quentin was anxious: โItโs true, Ralda. Kimora didnโt mean to stand you up. Please donโt be mad at her, okay? Iโm begging you.โ
It seems that Quentin really liked the girl named Kimora.
I looked up and smiled, saying, โI wasnโt mad at her, itโs okay, we can still make plans next time.โ
โAre you really not angry?โ Quentinโs voice was cautious on the other end of the phone.
I said seriously, โReally, the person you like, I also like, and the person you like must be the best.โ
โIโm glad youโre not angry. You scared me. I was really afraid you would be angry.โ
โNo problem, Iโve just been waiting in this restaurant for an hour or two; I have nothing to do when I go back.โ
Actually, I felt a little unhappy when that girl stood me up like that.
I felt that she didnโt value this meeting very much, so she didnโt value Quentin either.
But in the face of Quentinโs pleas and flattery, I couldnโt get angry.
I just hope that girl really liked Quentin; otherwise, Quentin would be so heartbroken.
โRalda, have you eaten anything? Itโs already this late,โ Quentin asked with concern.
I looked at the empty table and said with a smile, โHad dinner and ordered some dessert.โ
Thatโs good, Ralda. This time, I really did wrong you.
โNext time, when I have made up my mind, I will treat you to a big meal.โ
โNo problem, we donโt talk about these things as a family. Itโs getting late, I have to go back, you should rest early too.โ
โOkay, be careful on your way back. Iโll come to see you later.โ
โOkay.โ
I hung up the phone and sat on the chair blankly, feeling empty in my heart for a moment.
The protest in my stomach grew louder.
I sighed silently and, carrying the gift I bought, walked outside the private room.
However, as soon as I opened the door, a familiar figure was passing by in front of me.
It was Reynaldo.
I stiffened all over and stared at him blankly.
He glanced at me indifferently, with no expression on his face, as if he didnโt know me, and then continued walking with the people accompanying him.
It wasnโt until their group entered the adjacent private room that I came to my senses.
Whatโs going on?
How come Reynaldo is here?
Did I just see that right? Was that Reynaldo?
But shouldnโt he be having dinner with the people in the company at the Michelin-starred restaurant right now?