She knew the origin of that keychain and could vaguely guess why Collins Aiden was looking for the owner of it.
When she answered, she was already very cautious, but his sudden silence made Clara Sanders worry if she had said something wrong.
"It's nothing... just a bit tired." Collins Aiden put the keychain in his hand away, lifted his head, looked at Clara Sanders with a cold and distant gaze, "Have you finished eating? "
"Yes, I'm done eating." Upon hearing Collins Aiden's words, Clara Sanders, who had originally planned to pick up the cutlery, quickly withdrew her hand.
Whether she was full or not didn't matter, she was waiting to see if Collins Aiden would extend an invitation after the lunch appointment.
After all, it was so late, he wouldn't have suddenly asked her out just for dinner, would he?
At this thought, Clara Sanders immediately straightened her posture, putting on an elegant and dignified manner, waiting for Collins Aiden to speak.