Chapter 210

He stood up and reached out his hand, seriously. Isabella did the same and shook it just as seriously. "Hey, I’m Isabella Lane. Rich second-gen, friend of Maria Lewis. Nice to meet you." With that, the tension finally melted away. James and Maria both looked relieved. Honestly, they’re all just normal people—no deep grudges, a few words and everything’s settled. Once that awkwardness was sorted, they actually discovered they both liked this niche band, drank the same brand of liquor, and even traveled to the same little-known country—and had taken photos at nearly the same spot. Watching them get more and more into their conversation, Maria had a sudden hunch. Those two? They just might end up together someday. She looked down at her plate, quietly eating, but her mind had already drafted up an image of them side by side, hand in hand—it didn’t look half bad. Actually, kind of cute. "Company’s annual party next Wednesday, you gonna make it?" James leaned closer and asked. Maria looked