He didn't believe that Nathalie Quinlan, at her age, could book a place like Waterfront Pavilion, so when she mentioned a general restaurant, he smiled proudly and said, "We'll see, I might not be able to find the time."
He didn't completely shut down the idea, and he said quite sincerely, "I'll try to make some time. If I can, I'll give you a call."
Nathalie Quinlan nodded, "Alright. If you have time, let me know, and I'll reserve a spot."
Myles Sullivan looked at her exceptionally attractive face, his gaze filled with a hint of regret but mostly brimming with the confidence and superiority that came from his own strength.
Realizing he couldn't sway Nathalie Quinlan on the spot, he set aside his desire to win her over for the time being. His expression relaxed, and he looked at the girl before him, asking, "Nathalie, how are your parents treating you now?"
He probably had heard a bit about Nathalie Quinlan's biological parents, seemingly the Zachmann Family of McKinney.