Chapter 78 Keep Your Distance

Regina wasn't impressed in the slightest. All Nancy had to her name was a knack for playing the piano. … Nancy returned to the VIP lounge with two plates of steaks in hand. Gideon glanced at it. "For me?" She hummed in assent. Gideon picked up his cutlery and began slicing into it. His movements were as precise as someone who had etiquette ingrained into his muscles. Nancy, on the other hand, preferred cutting one bite at a time rather than preparing the whole plate in advance. She had just taken her first bite when Gideon, already finished cutting his, slid his plate in front of her and took hers in exchange. "For you," he said. Nancy froze. She stared at the plate of steak Gideon had cut up for her. She pursed her lips before picking a piece up. The big shots in the room exchanged knowing looks. They wondered when Gideon had ever treated a woman so well. No one treated Nancy like an outsider anymore. "Everyone's been focused on the Western District, so now's a good time to