Chapter 119: The Last Supper
Diane’s POV
The drive to Connect Bistro was quiet, my security detail maintaining their professional vigilance while I mentally prepared for the performance ahead. As we pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot, I could see Liam’s familiar BMW already there, parked in a spot that gave him a clear view of the entrance.
"It is time," I murmured to myself, checking my phone to make sure it was set to record. Whatever Liam had to say tonight, I wanted documentation of it.
The restaurant was dimly lit and sparsely populated—perfect for a private conversation. I scanned the interior until I spotted Liam sitting at a corner table, positioned so he could see the entire restaurant.
He was wearing a dark suit and had clearly made an effort with his appearance, though I could see the tension in his shoulders even from across the room.
As I approached with my security detail flanking me, Liam rose from his seat with what looked like genuine nervousness. One of my guards pulled out my chair, and as I settled into it, the security team positioned themselves at nearby tables where they could watch without being intrusive.
I waved them back slightly, giving Liam some breathing room. I wanted him to feel comfortable enough to reveal his true intentions.
"I see you’re traveling with security now," Liam said with a soft smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
"You never know what can happen these days," I replied evenly.
His smile faltered slightly. "Am I really that bad, Diane? I would never put you in any form of danger."
I met his eyes directly. "But you sent someone to shadow me, isn’t that right, Liam?"