"Alright," Zachary murmured, his voice low and magnetic.
Hearing the expected reply, a sweet, innocent smile spread across Olivia's face.
"Which private room are you in? We're heading over."
"Wait in the lobby for a moment. I'll come get you," Zachary replied in a deep voice, glancing toward the private room.
"Okay," Olivia replied before hanging up.
After hanging up with Olivia, Zachary headed back to the private room. Inside, Jasper Shaw was sitting with a formal posture and a placid expression. He merely glanced up as Zachary entered.
"Mr. Shaw, my wife and her friends are here. Would you mind if a few more people joined us?"
Jasper Shaw's brow twitched, but his excellent upbringing kept him from voicing any objection.
"Suit yourself."
"Alright." Glancing at Jasper Shaw, Zachary strode away, feigning ignorance of the displeasure in the man's tone.
In the lobby, Olivia stood perfectly straight, but her eyes darted around from time to time, clearly searching for someone.
