“You’re still awake.” His voice was a little coarse but sounded sultry.
Maisie paused and clenched her jaw. “Who told you that? I was asleep.”
Nolan was quiet for a moment before quietly saying, ” Your lights are still on.”
Maisie got up and walked to her window. A black car was parked outside her gates, and Nolan was
standing in front of the car, looking dashing and tall in a brown trenchcoat. The light shining on him made
him look lonely.
Maisie rubbed the center of her brows because her head was aching. “Nolan, do you need anything?”
“No.” He looked up at the window. “I was just passing by.”
Maisie laughed. “You drove all the way here to pass by? Mr. Goldmann, your excuse is terrible.” “Roger
sent someone to see you.” Nolan took a cigarette out of the packet.
Maisie squinted. “How did you find out?”
Nolan held the cigarette in his hand but didn’t put it to his lips. “He wouldn’t give up on the de Armas’
territory.
“That’s true, but I won’t back down either.” Maisie turned around. “Nolan, it’s late, let’s talk tomorrow.’
“Are you asking me out?” Nolan chuckled.
Maisie took a deep breath. “Don’t forget that you wanted to work together. I’ll see you at Seasons
Restaurant.”
He quietly laughed. “Alright.”
After Maisie hung up, she looked outside the window for a moment then pulled the blinds.
Nolan didn’t leave until her lights were off. He smiled sadly. Even if they could only get closer because of
the partnership, it was better than not being in contact.
The next day…
Maisie waited at the table in Seasons Restaurant early with Saydie by her side.
Saydie looked at her watch. “Ma’am, it’s been 20 minutes.”
Maisie’s hand that was holding the teacup stopped midway as she looked down. “Just a little longer.”
Was Nolan not going to show up?
After waiting for ten more minutes, Nolan still hadn’t shown up. Maisie had already been waiting in the
restaurant for a long time, so the waiter walked to her and said, “Ms. Henry, are you ready to order?”
Maisie didn’t reply.
Who did Nolan think he was? Did he do this on purpose? What was he doing?
“Ms. Henry?” the waiter whispered.
Maisie put down the teacup, and her face sank. “A little later.”
The waiter nodded and walked away.
She picked up her phone and searched for Nolan’s number. Right when she was going to call him, she
hesitated.
Did Nolan’s absence mean that he was giving up on their partnership? Had he lied to her?
“Welcome, sir. Do you have a reservation?”
Maisie turned around when she heard the waiter say that, and she was shocked when she saw the man
that had just walked into the restaurant.
It was Daniel Kent!
He walked toward her with a sharp stare that felt as though he could see through her mask.
He stood before her. “Are you waiting for someone?”
Maisie didn’t answer, trying to guess his motive.
Daniel smiled, but there was no joy in that smile. “Let me introduce myself, I’m Daniel Kent.”
Maisie smiled. “How can I help you, Mr. Kent?”
Daniel sat across her without prompt, stared at her, and smiled. “Ms. Henry, you look familiar, have we
met?“
Maisie pressed her lips together. Daniel had seen her three years ago, but they didn’t have a lot of
interaction. He probably couldn’t
recognize her with her mask on.
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