Rebecca went to Ducksbelly restaurant where she had told Benjamin to bring Jane along. However, to her surprise and shock, only Jane was waiting at the table, oblivious to the fact that it was Rebecca who set up the whole thing.

“Benjamin…” Rebecca’s heart played in a strange rhythm. “He’s not here?” she hid behind a waiter and dialed Benjamin. “Hello, where are you?”

“I’m really sorry, Rebecca,” answered Benjamin in a low voice. “My friend’s grandmother died, so I had to come here and help her.”

There was nothing Rebecca could say afterward.

“What do you two need me for anyway, right? You two have fun. I’ll call you later. Bye,” Benjamin said before hanging up the call.

“This guy… what a trouble he’s putting me through,” she took a deep breath before entering Jane’s view, completely grabbing her attention.

Before Jane wondered what Rebecca was doing at the restaurant, Rebecca sat down at their table and said, “I’m the one who called you for a meeting.”

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