Geoffrey had booked the entire restaurant.

He had wanted to send a car to fetch Sydney to the restaurant, but she rejected the idea and he didn't push it. It was enough that he got to meet her.

He arrived early at the restaurant, and waited patiently until he saw Sydney and Rosalie in his line of sight.

He immediately stood up. With a wave of his hand, he said, "I'm over here."

Sydney glanced at him and stopped in her footsteps, looking slightly stunned. There was a mix of emotions in her eyes.

Very soon, she composed herself and walked toward him step by step. Rosalie followed behind her, feeling slightly nervous.

Sydney and Geoffrey both exuded commanding auras, and it seemed to make the air around them warmer.

Sydney was cold as ice.

Rosalie stood behind her like a meek little lamb.

fixed his gaze on Sydney, with a faint smile that

reached a hand out

hand paused in midair for over ten seconds before Sydney reached out hesitantly to shake it quickly. Then, she retracted her hand. It seemed a bit impolite, as if she

attitude told Geoffrey that she probably knew

have a seat, President

chair for Sydney. His bodyguards did the

were seated, Geoffrey dismissed his men with

first. Please feel free to order anything you like. Don't stand on ceremony with me. The food

handed them three menus. Sydney took a quick and disinterested look at it, then closed it and returned it to

order for us. I'll have

Rosalie nodded. "Okay."

"In that case, we'll let Ms. Young order for us. I still don't know how you two are related. You two look like mother and daughter." "That's

so? That's great. It's nice to have a thoughtful daughter. Ms. Young looks gentle and quiet, much better than my own daughter. Seems like she

it isn't passed down." Sydney said, her voice going up a pitch. "Rosalie isn't biologically my daughter, but my son's ex-wife. But even though they are

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