Chapter 73

"Mr. Greene, please have a seat!" Sidney was so flustered that the fat on his face trembled. He scrambled to pull out the chair at the head of the table, waving his hands anxiously. "Mr. Greene, right here! Please, sit right here!" A waiter rushed over with a fresh chair, but Asher motioned for it to be placed directly to Zachary's left. "Don't bother. I'll sit here," Asher said. The chair scraped loudly across the floor, making Juliet flinch with nerves. She held her hands tightly in her lap, her fingers white and her palms sweaty from anxiety. Asher shrugged off his jacket, tossing it carelessly over the back of his chair, revealing a crisp black shirt underneath. "Cat got your tongue?" he asked. He leaned back, legs spread with casual arrogance, his gaze sweeping over Juliet like a searching spotlight. "You're usually like a prickly hedgehog around me. What's with the silence today?" Juliet's breath hitched. Her evening gown clung to her curves, the low neckline leaving he