  The man sitting on the couch on the left hand side of Sean was the first person to show any reaction, he had beautiful long black hair which he packed in a low ponytail, he had intelligent black eyes that sparkled in the room and the attire he was dressed on spoke of great quality. He smiled as he looked from Sean to Athena and then back at Sean, &quot;if it isn t Sean Brand,&quot; he grinned, &quot;long time no see old friend.&quot;
  Sean smiled and placed his hand at the small back of Athena, he led her towards the man just as Frank stood up, &quot;Leo, if it isn t great to see you here in Chicago then I wonder what else would be,&quot; he shook his hand.
  &quot;Good evening, Mr. Brand,&quot; Frank greeted with a little nod.
  Sean turned to him, a faint smile playing on his lips, &quot;Frank Jones, I can t say if it s nice to see you because technically I wasn t expecting to see y

  Back at the restaurant, Frank couldn t even identify what he was eating with the taste and had to look down at his plate continuously to remember. All his attention was on the two people eating opposite him. Sean is dating Athena? That was the most repeated question in his mind, but how, when and why? How is that possible? When did it start? Why is he dating her? For goodness sake, Sean can have any woman he wants on his bed, so many pretty ladies are his models and all without being told has a crush on him, so why, why would in all those women he would pick Athena? The classless, poor and dirty girl who has lived all her life in the slums, why her? Could there be that there is something about her that he doesn t know off and Sean does? Could she magically be the daughter of a rich man and her father he knows of wasn t really her father? Is she an heiress to a humongous wealth?
  Sudde

  Sean was at lost when he saw her tears; did he hurt her badly yesterday that she was deeply affected by it? Or is his apology too simple to be compared by how traumatized she was? For once in his life, he doesn t know what to say to calm a woman. Not knowing what else to do, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, &quot;I m really sorry, Athena, I promise that whenever I will be in such mood again, I won t be at home so that you won t walk in on me, it s a promise.&quot;
  Athena shook her head when she heard that, &quot;you don t have to run away, what better place to cry out your sorrow than in your own home?&quot; She choked out.
  &quot;But if I was away, you wouldn t have seen me and I wouldn t have hurt you and you wouldn t be traumatized by it.&quot;
  &quot;I m not traumatized,&quot; she answered, releasing herself from his hug to look into his beautiful hazel eyes.

The man sitting on the couch on the left hand side of Sean was the first person to show any reaction, he had beautiful long black hair which he packed in a low ponytail, he had intelligent black eyes that sparkled in the room and the attire he was dressed on spoke of great quality. He smiled as he looked from Sean to Athena and then back at Sean, &quot;if it isn t Sean Brand,&quot; he grinned, &quot;long time no see old friend.&quot;
  Sean smiled and placed his hand at the small back of Athena, he led her towards the man just as Frank stood up, &quot;Leo, if it isn t great to see you here in Chicago then I wonder what else would be,&quot; he shook his hand.
  &quot;Good evening, Mr. Brand,&quot; Frank greeted with a little nod.
  Sean turned to him, a faint smile playing on his lips, &quot;Frank Jones, I can t say if it s nice to see you because technically I wasn t expecting to see you.&quot;
  &quot;That s on me,&quot; Leo spoke up, sipping his drink, he placed the glass back on

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