Cora turned to him with a lighthearted smirk. "Now that… that's a good answer." She leaned in just a bit, her voice playful. "But listen, if I wait for too long and I still don't get any movement from your side, I'm matching you up with someone. No arguments."
Oliver chuckled. "You're already planning my future?"
"Absolutely," Cora replied with a teasing grin. "I've got some top-tier women in mind—ladies who don't even need anyone to complete them. They're respected, they're confident, and believe me, they'll never chase you. You'll be the one chasing for your life."
Oliver laughed lightly. "Thanks for the threat."
She tapped his shoulder. "Don't thank me yet."
With that, they both walked inside the restaurant. The ambience was warm and sophisticated, the lighting soft, with faint music playing in the background. A staff member politely ushered them to the VIP lounge that had already been reserved. It was a cozy yet elegant space, away from the crowd, perfect for their dinner.
