“President Nicholson is back?” Natasha lifted her head, her smile still bright. “We just about finished too. This place really does taste great. Thanks to President Nicholson for recommending it.” Her words clearly placed her and Dustin on one side, while Dahlia became the “outsider” who treated them to dinner. Dahlia forced a light smile. “As long as you enjoyed it.” She looked at Dustin. The last tiny wish to speak with him alone was completely extinguished under Natasha’s defensive gaze and Dustin’s calm, unreadable eyes. “I still have a meeting this afternoon. I won’t stay.” Dahlia picked up her bag and stood up. “I’ve already paid the bill.” “Aiya, how could we let President Nicholson spend money on us?” Natasha said polite words, but her face showed no embarrassment at all. “It’s just a meal. No need to be polite.” Dahlia looked at Dustin, her eyes complex. In the end, her thoughts condensed into a simple sentence. “Dustin, take care.” Dustin nodded lightly, still calm. “...