Leonardo's POV
Mrs. Chen had prepared roasted chicken, vegetables, and a salad. I sat at the head while Valentina sat three seat across from me but it felt like miles.
She wore a simple black dress and her hair fell loosely around her shoulders with no makeup. Mrs. Chen set the plates down and smiled softly.
"Thank you, Mrs. Chen," Valentina said, picking up her cutlery.
"You are welcome, dear,” Mrs. Chen left as the room went quiet around us.
"How was your day?" I asked her, as I picked up my fork.
"Fine," she said flatly, eating her food.
"Did the meeting with the investors go well?" I asked, cutting into my chicken.
"Yes."
"Any issues with the reports?" My gaze stayed fixed on her.
"No,” she said as she cut her chicken into small bites and chewed slowly. Her eyes remained on
