Stepping out of the restaurant, Titus Zane once again encountered Nathan Moore.
Helping Wesley Foley stand on the steps at the entrance, he watched Nathan Moore lift his secretary into the car. It was a seat at the back, considerately making the secretary comfortable, laying sideways in the back seat, then he closed the door and strode toward the driver's seat.
With Nathan's long legs advantage, in the eyes of Titus, it seemed like haste, the corners of his mouth unwittingly curling up with a trace of a cold smirk.
Ha, men are all unfeeling, with an Olivia Zane in the past, barely leaving T city and there's already a busty woman by his side.
Can't stay put for even a moment.
His gaze became guarded, when Nathan closed the car door and looked over, Titus, supporting Wesley, headed toward the parking spot.
...
Gazing at the road ahead, Nathan's slightly squinted eyes were filled with gloom.
He felt a deep jealousy towards Titus's patience and considerate treatment of Wesley.
