Esther narrowed her eyes. Something felt off about her father inviting her out just for dinner, and her suspicion deepened when she realized he wanted her to join him for a meal with one of his colleagues. After all, her presence wasn’t exactly necessary for a simple business dinner. Esther could already sense that something about this wasn’t right.
“I hope this isn’t another one of your attempts to set me up like before. You know very well I’m not interested in marriage yet,” she said carefully, choosing her words with a diplomatic tone.
The memory of her first dinner with her father back in high school still lingered vividly in her mind. To her, it had been a rather traumatic experience, one she never wished to repeat.
“Why would you jump to that conclusion so quickly? But yes, I’ve h
