MTh: Whose eyes it belongs to?

Reinhart's disturbing thoughts suddenly flew away. 

Unknowingly, his heart accelerated and a hint of joy surged up.

She's inviting him to dinner...

"T-that's okay. I mean, I don't have plans later. We can have dinner." For the first time, Reinhart stuttered. His ears slightly reddened.

Again, why he was acting so unlike him?

Liam smiled. "That's great! What time are you off from work?"

"I don't have work today."

"Huh?"

"What I mean to say is, my work for today ends at around this time. This is my last stop, then I'm free." 

Reinhart decided on the spot to take a half day. He would just call Secretary Han later.

'This company is seriously too generous,' Liam thought. She nodded. "That's convenient. Tell me once you are done with the inspection. Oh, I think I haven't given you my number yet."

"It's alright. I have it."

"Oh..."