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Chapter 258

Chapter 258:
Kenia’s demeanor, however, had already shifted.
The moment her eyes landed on Verena, her face darkened.
Now, when she noticed Lucas accompanying Verena, her expression grew even more displeased.
Her tone was cool, almost dismissive, as she replied, “Mr. Clark, you and your friends should go ahead and enjoy your meal.
Don’t let us disturb you.”
Lucas hesitated for a moment, Kenia’s curt words striking with unexpected force.
A faint look of resignation flickered across his face, though he quickly masked it.
Lucas knew Kenia was still upset about the previous incident.
Lucas had suggested to Belinda that they invite Kenia for a meal after the incident, but Belinda had refused him without even giving it a second thought.
After that, Lucas had personally called Kenia to extend the invitation himself, but she had declined just as quickly.
Now, with Kenia seeing him dining alongside Verena— even if it wasn’t just the two of them—he could only imagine how much more displeased she must be.
Letting out a quiet sigh, he replied to Kenia, “Then I won’t bother you any further.”
Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away.
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Verena followed him without hesitation.
Today, Johnson had chosen a restaurant called “The Rooftop,” an elegant venue owned by Vincent.
Perched on the 66th floor, the restaurant offered a breathtaking panoramic view of the entire city of Owathe.
The open-concept design meant there were no private rooms, and all the seating was arranged along the floor-to-ceiling windows in the main dining area.
As a result, Lucas and his group ended up seated not too far from Belinda and her companions.
As soon as they settled in, Ryan leaned closer to Lucas, unable to hold back his curiosity. “What’s going on here? Why is Johnson having dinner with Belinda and her grandmother?”
Lucas remained silent, his gaze distant, while Verena hesitated for a moment, her lips parting as if to say something but quickly closing again.
“It’s just a meal,” Vincent said evenly, his voice carrying a tone that suggested he wanted to change the subject.
Ryan wasn’t convinced. “It’s not just about having a meal,” he said, his eyes narrowing. “Ever since that game at the bar, I’ve noticed that Johnson seems to have feelings for…” He trailed off deliberately, letting the weight of his implication hang in the air.
The unspoken meaning was clear to everyone at the table.
Lucas said nothing, but his jaw tightened, and his expression darkened visibly.
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