Raton’s POV
That evening, dressed in one of my finest suits, I sat at the table alone, my eyes flickering between the glasses and the few people who walked in with their spouses. At that moment, I thought about Valerie, I could have attended the meeting with her.
The restaurant was a seven-star restaurant and one of the finest in the city. Everything about the place screamed luxury and wealth, and it made me believe the client must be so important.
I know my grandfather arranged his business meetings in several restaurants, but none was up to this standard. Who could be coming?
The thought about Sophia flashed across my mind again and without hesitation, I deepened my hand into my pocket and reached for my phone.
But before I could dial her number, a notification from my grandfath
