Waldo's lips curved upward, clearly pleased with Regina's compliance. He wrapped his arm around hers, pulling her into his side as they walked into the restaurant.
The restaurant was a French-style establishment, with a grand white piano sitting in the center. A foreign man dressed in a tuxedo was playing a soft melody on it, adding to the sophisticated ambiance.
"Mr. Waldo, your table by the window has been reserved," a polite waiter greeted them as they entered, leading them to their seats.
Upon reaching the table, Waldo smoothly pulled out a chair for Regina. After she sat, he circled around to sit across from her.
"Mr. Waldo, may I bring out the meal?" The waiter asked, maintaining a respectful demeanor.
Waldo nodded but didn't show any expression as he glanced at Regina.
"Mr. Waldo, this wine is from the boss!" Another waiter approached, holding a bottle of red wine.
