He texted back, I'll be waiting for you at the hotel! I frowned and didn't reply.
Hendrix met me at the hotel entrance. His black suit highlighting his admirable physique. He looked handsome and elegant. I thanked Hugo as I got out of the car.
Hendrix came forward with a huge smile. "What do you want to eat?"
I frowned in exasperation. "I have an appointment!"
He smiled indulgently but insisted. "We can still have dinner together. Besides, I'm also your partner in this. We can have dinner together."
Oh!
He was right, our project here did involve the Roberts Group. I shrugged my shoulders and didn't argue anymore. I led the way into the hotel.
As soon as Sebastian sent me the private dining room number for the hotel restaurant, I led the way. Hendrix followed me without saying anything.
In the private dining room.
Sebastian and several other directors of the company as well as Evan and Rowane were there.
When Sebastian saw me, he invited me to sit down.
When they saw Hendrix follow me in, they were shocked. Evan and Rowane stood up and greeted him, "Mr. Roberts!"
Hendrix raised his hand and motioned for them to sit down. He smiled and said, "Don't worry about me. I'm here today with my family!"
Evan sat down and raised his hand to touch his nose. Judging by his actions, he felt embarrassed on behalf of Hendrix.
The person in question was completely indifferent. He sat next to me and looked at me as if we were the only ones in the room. "What do you want to eat?"
I looked sideways at him and frowned. "Hendrix, aren't you busy?"
Then he hung up the phone and sent him the location of the restaurant.
Sebastian asked in confusion, "Mr. Roberts, is your friend coming over?"
Hendrix nodded and replied, "Yes. Austin just arrived from the capital. I hope you don't mind, Mr. Milton. After all, we are all acquaintances!"
Sebastian laughed and said, "Of course, Mr Shelly can come."
A few minutes later, they arrived, knocking on the door rhythmically three times.
Evan got up to invite them in. As expected, it was Austin and Andrea. They greeted Sebastian and then sat down.
It seemed that the ones we'd actually come here to meet were late. Hendrix did not want to wait for them, so he started ordering first.
When he'd just finished ordering the dishes, the door was pushed open. A middle-aged man in a suit came in, smiling apologetically.
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