Lemira glanced at Orion sitting beside her, feeling the temperature on her face skyrocket in seconds. She stuttered, "You got it wrong. He's not my boyfriend."

The owner chuckled, "I know, you young folks always say that. But he's quite a looker, isn't he?"

Blushing, Lemira returned to her seat, then Orion looked up, "What did the boss say?"

"Nothing, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

Orion wasn't much for the local fare. He noticed the owner had brought over a bowl of peanuts and a couple of cans of beer.

He frowned at Lemira, "Kids shouldn't drink beer."

"I'm of age, why can't I?"

Lemira felt she had every reason to celebrate today, having finally signed a contract with PixelStage, marking her financial independence. Orion moved the beer in front of her to his side, "No."

Lemira felt somewhat deflated.

Then, Orion's phone rang, and he stood up, "I'll take this call."

Watching his retreating figure, Lemira sneakily grabbed the beer.

If he said she couldn't drink, she was all the more determined to do so.

the roadside, answering the

you wrapped up

"Almost there."

we discuss your engagement with Ms. Sinclair, what do

long shadows on the street, his tone chilly,

me company while you're away. Since you don't have someone you like, why not

Orion's expression turned colder,

lips

but his

"You should rest and

for a while, he hung

swno.ne

his phone and sent a message: [Check on the recent activities

stood still, a solitary figure in the

turned back to Lemira,

furrowed as he walked over, "Who said

Lemira's hand, and she tilted her

several empty cans on the table, it was clear she had had quite

sighed quietly, "check,

seemed to

serve her," the owner commented, noticing Orion's good looks and attire, indicating he wasn't

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