As night fell, the city's lights flickered on, casting a glow through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Ryan, however, had no interest in the view. Instead, a wave of anger surged within him.
The waiter glanced at him nervously. "I'm sorry, sir. We're no longer accepting guests today. The restaurant has been fully booked."
"You can only serve one table today?"
"Yes, sir. Today's guest is a friend of the owner, and they've reserved the entire venue for a private event. My apologies. If you'd like, you can make a reservation for another day..."
Ryan remained impassive. "I'm with Scarlett."
The waiter sighed in relief. "Oh, you're Ms. Stuart's friend. Right this way, sir. I'll prepare the appetizers for you. What would you like to drink?"
"Who else is here today?" he asked quietly, subtly
