The location Jack picked for his meal date with Roxanne was a café with a quaint flair. In fact, it had a vibe similar to the Damaris residence.

When she arrived, Jack was already waiting for her inside. Upon noticing her, he stood and gestured at her.

She quickened her pace and sat opposite from him.

Having learned their lesson from the last time, they sat at a table in the corner this time. A sandalwood incense was burning nearby them.

Roxanne felt strangely comfortable when she took in the scent of the incense, possibly because she was used to the smell of traditional medicine.

Hence, she didn’t give it too much thought because she assumed it was the café’s specialty.

“I’m sorry for being late again,” apologized Roxanne with embarrassment after taking her seat. We’re meeting up this time because I wanted to make up for the fact that my disappearance last week caused a delay in the project’s progress. Yet, I’m late again. I feel so rude.

fine. This café is quite far from

spoke, he casually fiddled with the incense

her tardiness, Roxanne let out a sigh of

should be the one apologizing to you,” Jack

puzzled her. Why is

focused on you.” Gazing at her apologetically, he continued, “If I hadn’t changed the time to nighttime, those reporters wouldn’t have taken those pictures and said those things

brought that up, Roxanne felt conflicted. I

explained sincerely, “I really did have something I needed to attend to during noon that day. One of Damaris Group’s companies that sells medicinal herbs had a bit of a problem that

course, she had no intention of blaming him. She merely thought what happened that

know you didn’t change the time without reason. Neither of us would’ve expected reporters to

sighed a little. “So, you’ve gotten back together with Mr.

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