"But I think Mrs. Ellison is more important. There's nothing much on my side; I'll just take a taxi back. You don't need to worry."
Stellan Sutton sighed, turned around, and helplessly grabbed her wrist.
"Eve, give me some time and a chance, okay?"
Eve Sherman looked into his eyes, and for a moment, many words got stuck in her throat, unable to come out.
"If you want to say something, just say it. I mean, don't waste too much of your time; let's forget about dinner. My mom is still waiting for me to go home."
Eve Sherman maintained basic courtesy and a smile on her face, but Stellan Sutton saw something different in her eyes.
She was distancing herself from him.
It seemed he had already disappointed her greatly.
"Let's have dinner together."
Stellan Sutton insisted.
Eve Sherman paused for a moment before nodding, "Alright then, I'll tell my mom not to wait for me for dinner."
"Okay."
Stellan Sutton was instantly satisfied, with a hint of a smile in his eyes as he nodded.
