Chapter 121.

She picked black suede sandals; let her hair down as it went past her shoulders.

She clamped the wristwatch around her hand while making her way to the sitting room. Her phone beeped. She read the text messages, immediately forwarding it to the man who called her two hours ago. It was time.

The restaurant was filled with fancy lights that shone an bounced off the walls. Everything screamed fancy and Laurel was grateful for the fact that Lucas allowed her to tag along during his outings. She was no novice in this.

Although two months ago, she would have gulped at the sheer beauty of this place.

A waiter on black and white suits pants walked up to her.

'do you have a reservation ma'am?"

Laurel was bit confused. She shook her head. 'I am not sure why I am being asked such a question."

'It's just the way we work here ma'am. I have the name Laurel Marco on a waiting reservation. You must be her."