She quickly averted her gaze, not daring to address the issue of his collar.

Her hasty retreat prevented her from catching the elusive smile that played on Bennett's lips.

Observing this scene, Mathews lifted his phone and lightly tapped it against the table.

This action drew Miguel's attention.

“What‘s the problem?"

“Nothing, my hand just slipped," Mathews responded nonchalantly, taking a sip of water.

Miguel dismissed the issue, his attention redirected to the contract at hand, the terms of which had already been negotiated.

The branding department's manager nervously extended the contract towards Bennett. "Mr. Dreskin, the contract is ready for your signature."

Bennett didn't even glance at the document.

“Okay.”

The manager hesitated, wanting to ask if Bennett wanted to review the document, but thought better of it. He quickly signed the contract and handed it over to Miguel.

Miguel took the contract and requested Mathews’ signature.

It was only at that moment that Mathews shifted his gaze away and proceeded to sign his name on the contract.

Once the contract signing concluded, the dinner wrapped up.

After sharing some Light pleasantries, Miguel and Mathews made their exit.

Left behind were Claudia, Bennett, the branding department manager, and Jackson.

An understanding glance passed between the manager and Jackson, and they remained silent.

Claudia couldn't remain seated any longer. She felt the urge to visit the restroom and said, "Let's head back home."

Bennett glanced sideways at her without answering directly. "Feeling any better now?"

Claudia's face burned with embarrassment.

“Yes, I'm fine now." Why did he have to bring up that topic again? Her embarrassment was palpable.

Bennett stood up and pulled over the wheelchair in the corner. Upon noticing the Lingering presence of the manager and Jackson, he couldn't help but grimace.

“Why are you still Lurking around here?"

Jackson and the manager stood up, their faces registering surprise.