The restaurant was expansive, consuming half of the building's top floor. Tables were generously spaced, their respective conversations becoming inaudible in the vastness of the dining area.

Before their arrival, Bennett had booked a reservation.

They were led to a booth by the window.

“Good evening, Mr. Dreskin, Mrs. Dreskin," greeted the waiter, his hands sketching a welcoming gesture. Claudia shifted from the wheelchair to a chair while Bennett occupied the seat opposite hers, instructing the waiter to stow away the wheelchair.

Claudia had visited this restaurant with Aurora once, but never had she been seated by the window, let alone such a prime spot.

The realization of how money and power could alter experiences dawned upon her.

“What do you want to eat?" Bennett inquired, passing her the menu. Claudia accepted with a soft, “Thank you.”

Soon after, Anthony and the woman were approaching their table.

With a clearer view, Claudia recognized the woman.

It was Kristy.

Rumor had it that Kristy held affections for Anthony, while he had always been disinterested in her.

It was unexpected to see them together, more so in this restaurant. But why did they choose this same restaurant as theirs?

Irritation crept in as Claudia felt Anthony seemed to pop up wherever she went.

Suddenly, she felt a gentle warmth brush against her Lips.

“What's the matter?" she inquired, looking towards Bennett who had just retracted his hand.

“There was Lipstick on your mouth's corner," he explained.

A blush spread across Claudia's face, "Oh, my apologies!"

It was so embarrassing!

She quickly pulled out a small mirror from her bag, but found no trace of lipstick.

Bennett seemed to understand her confusion.

“I‘ve already cleaned it off."

"Thank you. Next time, just let me know. I wouldn't want your hands to get dirty."

"Alright,"

Bennett responded nonchalantly. "Have you decided?"