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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.

options, narrowing it down to three restaurants. But her mild indecisiveness

"Do you prefer steak, grilled tilapia, or barbecued

She wasn't too picky about food herself. Anything reasonably edible worked as long as it wasn't

even look over. "Ribs are out-too fatty. Grilled tilapia is often

even when it came to

for not considering this.

let's go with that," Wilfred replied after

wondered briefly what had occupied his mind during that silence but decided not to 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 classical Western music created a

menu arrived, Karina's hand

scrolling, but

had never eaten a steak priced above $30