Wilfred's gaze swept over her without a word, and Karina climbed into the car on her own.

When choosing her seat, she instinctively moved toward the back, but before she could get in, Wilfred spoke, "Sit in the front. It's more convenient."

Karina hesitated briefly. Not wanting to appear overly particular, she complied and took the passenger seat.

Although there was a saying that the front seat was reserved for a girlfriend, Wilfred didn't strike her as someone who cared about such details. She decided to pretend she didn't know.

After buckling her seatbelt, a phone suddenly appeared in front of her. She looked up, her face full of confusion and surprise.

Wilfred glanced sideways at her, one hand on the steering wheel, the car still stationary. "I haven't decided on a restaurant yet. I'll be driving soon. You pick something."

Karina took the phone.

she scrolled through the options, narrowing it down to three restaurants. But her mild indecisiveness left her stuck on a

"Do you prefer steak, grilled

all had great reviews. She wasn't too picky about food herself. Anything reasonably edible worked as long as

are out-too fatty. Grilled tilapia is often raised in less-than-ideal conditions. Neither is a

even when it came to

chastised herself for not considering this. Hesitant,

that," Wilfred replied after

ask. If he had proposed something else, she would have been crushed after all the effort she put into

on the third floor of a mall, the restaurant wasn't independent but boasted excellent decor. The soft strains of

arrived, Karina's hand

scrolling, but now she saw-each

eaten a steak priced above

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