280: Viola Thompson is worth it in the world _6

The man's voice rang out again, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back in advance?"

"Because I wanted to surprise you," Viola replied.

The smile in Terrence Lentz's eyes deepened, and he continued, "Shall we go for a meal first?"

"Yes." Viola nodded slightly.

Due to the time difference, it was 11:30 in the morning in Capital City.

Right in time for lunch.

Viola also hadn't eaten much on the plane.

The two of them visited a private restaurant.

The location was a bit off the beaten path.

The woman running the place seemed quite familiar with Terrence Lentz.

She was around thirty years old.

Dressed in a cheongsam, she was full of charm.

"Terrence is here."

She had draped a snow-white mink cape over herself, radiating a stunning beauty. Although she called Terrence's name, her gaze rested on Viola.

There was an evaluating light in her eyes.

But it wasn't offensive.

Viola greeted her politely, "Hello."