“Sorry, I’m waiting for someone,” Maya said, her gaze casually drifting over the coffee menu.
There were no drinks for just a few bucks; everything was over a hundred, with some even reaching into the thousands. She clicked her tongue, clearly thinking this was excessive luxury.
Moments later, Charles appeared in her line of sight. She checked her phone—1:59 PM.
This man certainly knew how to manage his time.
As he settled into the seat across from her, his tall frame casually leaned back against the sofa. His narrowed eyes fixed on her, and he spoke deliberately, “Miss Cooper, we need to talk about something.”
Maya’s heart raced, and she instinctively sat up straighter. “The test results?”
“That day, you took the contraceptive pill brought by the secretary right in front of me. Now
