Chapter 65

But clearly, Matthew had no intention of leaving, and as his assistant, Lucas really couldn’t say much about it. He stepped up and handed over a velvet box. “Mr. Quinn, the gift...” One sharp glance from Matthew, and Lucas zipped it. He quickly retracted his hand and tucked the box back. Man... he was really going through it today. The whole plan had been to give the gift back at that fancy candlelit restaurant. Then bam—got hit with Connor’s “blackmail,” “ran into” Chloe, and now stuck watching Serena inhale skewers while still managing to play the hostess. Serena held up a tray loaded with stinky tofu and skewers, her face lit up with a welcoming grin. “Come on, come sit! Let’s eat while it’s hot. Lucas, you too, grab a bite!” “Oh—I—No, thank you, Mrs. Quinn. That wouldn’t really be... appropriate,” Lucas hurriedly declined, glancing around the street like a hawk. In a spot like this, he had to stay on full alert and keep Matthew safe, not sit down for a midnight snack. Serena didn’t