Chapter 890

As he took a seat opposite Lindsey by the window, Reece glanced around appreciatively and said with a smile, “This restaurant is lovely.

You’ve been very thoughtful.

”

Then, noticing the space beside Lindsey, he inquired, “Is it just the two of us?”

Lindsey knew Reece was curious about Selah’s absence.

After all, the dinner invitation was initially for Selah’s benefit.

It made sense for Reece to expect her to be present.

As Lindsey poured water into Reece’s glass, she said, ““Selah’s been swamped with work lately.

I’ll thank you on her behalf.

She mentioned she would treat you to a meal once she’s free.

”

Reece raised his eyebrows, comprehending Lindsey’s underlying message.

“Miss Stewart, your invitation today isn’t solely about Selah, is it?”

Lindsey settled back into her seat, her clear eyes meeting Reece’s.

With a smile, she replied, “You’re a perceptive lawyer, Mr.

Barton.

I appreciate conversing with sharp minds like yours.

”

Reece, rubbing the glass with his slender fingers, said, “I prefer straightforwardness.

If you have something to say, please do.

”

Lindsey’s smile remained gentle.

“No rush.

Let’s discuss it while eating.

”

As the dishes were placed on the table, Reece wasted no time, diving into the meal while occasionally glancing at Lindsey, anticipating her to reveal her true intentions.

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Finding it easier to engage with Reece than she had anticipated,

Lindsey felt a wave of relief.

She then opened up about her company’s struggles, expressing her hope that Reece could become their lawyer and help win the cases.

Reece listened intently without interruption.

When Lindsey finished, she nervously added, “Mr.

Barton, please name your fee.

As long as it’s within my means, I won’t hesitate to pay.

”

Only then did Reece set down his fork and look up at her.

With a slight smile, he said, “It’s not a significant issue.

But there’s a question I’ve always wanted to ask you.

Would you mind answering it?”

Lindsey felt a wave of confusion wash over her.

“What’s your question?”

Reece leaned back in his chair, dabbing his mouth with a napkin, and scrutinized Lindsey intently.

“Do you know Domenic Walsh?”

The mention of Domenic’s name made Lindsey’s eyes narrow and her heart ache inexplicably.

Why would Reece bring up Domenic? Did they know each other?

With a stiff expression, Lindsey frowned at Reece.

“Mr.

Barton, do you know him?”

“You haven’t answered my question yet!” Reece persisted, waiting for

Lindsey’s response.

There was no reason for Lindsey to hide the truth from Reece.

She answered candidly, “Yes.

”

“And what is your relationship with him?”