The dresser didn’t make things difficult for her; she just waved and left first.
Alessa changed her clothes and went downstairs. As she just stepped out of the office building, the bodyguard came up to her.
“Miss Schultz, there's a new steak house near here. Would you like to try it?"
"Another Michelin-starred restaurant?" Alessa quirked up the corners of her mouth.
During her shoot in JK these days, every time she went out for lunch, the bodyguard wanted to take her to a fancy restaurant nearby, and she refused every time.
She knew it was Brian’s orders.
But why should they spend so much on a simple lunch?
Food in that kind of restaurants was usually more expensive than what she made in a day.
"Yes. Miss Schultz, you don't have to consider the price,” the bodyguard certainly knew
