_Author’s POV_
Ever since their divorce, Calden had never had a chance to share a meal with Zarelle, just the two of them. The rumors circulating on the internet about her and George felt like a bitter pill to swallow.
Standing at the entrance of the grand restaurant, Calden felt out of place amidst the smiling diners.
“Boss, Miss Sinclair has arrived,” Aldrin, standing beside him, gently reminded him, noticing Calden’s distraction.
It was then that Calden snapped back to reality and proceeded towards the reserved private room.
Upon entering, he saw Stephanie rising from her seat, a warm smile on her face as she extended her hand for a handshake. “Alpha Ashmoor,” Stephanie greeted him, her voice filled with grace. “Nice to finally meet you.”
After they got the obligator
