Chapter 12: Sharing a Bed

As she watched Liam finish his call outside, she then exited the car and walked over.

"This is Italy cuisine," he said, his voice slightly cold and low, like a cello.

"Ah." Suzy was a bit surprised. Did this mean that Liam remembered they were deskmates in junior high school? Or perhaps... he had known from the beginning.

Standing next to Liam, Suzy couldn't help but feel like an odd fit. He looked distinguished in his sharp suit, clearly someone of high status, while she couldn't shake the feeling that her face might as well have had "employee" written all over it.

As they entered the restaurant and took their seats, Suzy began to feel increasingly uneasy.

What should she do in this situation? She couldn't just bring up memories from junior high, could she?

In contrast to her awkwardness, Liam seemed to treat her like a friend he saw every day. He adjusted his shirt cuffs with his long, slender fingers, and then signaled the waiter to order a few dishes.

"Are you the one who is