Chapter 32 Losing His Calm

"Dig in, dig in," Mr. Cooper said warmly, urging everyone to eat. Wesley Merritt's mind was still fixated on the image of Violet Leach and Quinn Lee standing together moments ago. He had no appetite whatsoever. He pulled out his phone and fired off a message to Violet. "Where are you?" "Hmm?" Violet murmured, pausing mid-step. Why was he asking her that out of nowhere? "Boss, what's up?" Quinn Lee stopped beside her. "Hold on, I need to reply," Violet said, already typing her response. "Outside." "Alone?" Wesley shot back. Violet glanced around, suspicious. His question gave her the eerie feeling he might be nearby. She scanned the area—no sign of Wesley. Probably just her imagination. "With a friend." Wesley: "Male or female?" Huh? Violet blinked, momentarily dazed. Since when did this man care so much about her whereabouts? She glanced at Quinn beside her. She'd been about to tell the truth, but then hesitated. Sure, Wesley had no romantic interest in her, but they were still technic