Chapter 95

As soon as Macy said that, the receptionist widened her eyes in surprise. Were Jenson and Roxanne dating? Jenson didn't confirm or deny it, merely pursing his lips, deep in thought. "Let me treat you to a meal," she said, pulling on his arm as if afraid he might run away. He allowed her to lead him. She brought him to a table outside the café. "Tell me, how far have things progressed between you and Roxanne?" After saying that, she realized she was being too hasty. "You haven't had lunch yet, right? I made this ceviche. You should try it." She opened the lunchbox. The ceviche looked great—perfectly made in terms of color, aroma, and taste—and it was something one could easily sell. She handed him a fork. Jenson smiled and took the food. "Thank you, Mrs. Grayson." "You're welcome!" Macy smiled broadly, now completely forgetting about Roxanne. He tasted the ceviche, and it was delicious. Roxanne seemed to have learned her culinary skills from Macy. Once he had finished eatin