Georgia Thorne didn't dare to look for long. She kept her head down, maintaining a submissive posture.
Little did she know, he had spotted her out of the corner of his eye the moment he walked in.
It was the first time he'd seen her in business attire. She carried herself quite well.
If only she were a bit more obedient.
These sorts of business engagements were invariably settled over drinks at the dinner table.
Georgia Thorne had been in this industry for over a month, so she more or less understood how these engagements worked.
But she was still too green and lacked the finesse to handle such social maneuvering.
When everyone was seated at the table, Georgia Thorne couldn't hide even if she wanted to.
She snuck a glance at Elliot Sheridan out of the corner of her eye. His expression was cold and guarded, completely unreadable.
Someone quickly worked to liven up the atmosphere, and the manager proposed a toast to Elliot Sheridan.
