Chapter 424

On Tuesday afternoon, after wrapping up a day of important work, Giselle drove to an upscale private club. A server escorted her upstairs to a reserved suite on the second floor. When she pushed open the door, a young woman was seated inside, scrolling on her phone. At the sight of Giselle, the woman gave her a quick once-over before complaining with clear irritation, "About time. I've been waiting for ten minutes. Don't you have any manners?" Giselle closed the door and smiled. "Ms. Mitchell, hello. My apologies for being late." "Spare me the niceties," Sophia Mitchell said coolly. "Order whatever you want. It's on me." "Oh, no. I can't allow that," Giselle replied lightly. "I asked you out today, so of course I'll treat." "Whatever. Do as you like. I can't eat much anyway." They placed a perfunctory order. Then Giselle reached across the table to pour water into Sophia's glass. "Ms. Mitchell, it's been a while. You've grown even more beautiful—I almost didn't recognize you.